Dreamwork · Trauma · Truth

My Dreams Are Conversing With Me.

I’ve started to pay attention to my dreams again. And I have now realised why I stopped paying attention to them many months ago. I’ve become fairly good at motivating myself in the morning. Falling into my Flow. Being creative. Feeling good. So I began to ignore my dreams. I had stopped giving shamanic journeying… Continue reading My Dreams Are Conversing With Me.

Healing · Love · Poetry · Uncategorized

Undressing Armoured Hearts

Lapping in the currents Of oceans Of green. Dewdrops on blades Tender And sharp. To the bone. To the marrow. A split Hit center Of gravity. Footsteps through mud. Beetles and armour. Of armoured hearts Coming together. Gently rocking Gently falling Tumbling through leaves Rainwater Undress Undressing armoured hearts. Pulled through plasma and blood Shed… Continue reading Undressing Armoured Hearts