We could dance our lives away, together. I would pull you Through the fire Effortlessly. If you’d let me, We would dance In the centre of the fire Together. Naked, Burning, writhing In ecstasy. We’ll rest, spent But not dead. Our fire never out Resting, The almost-flicker, Almost-heat, Of embers…

So did you. Win-win. You chose to fix yourself. I chose to save myself the agony Of watching your futile fixing Frustrate you day after day. You’re not broken, you never were Your fixing is your recognising That you want more than this. Your fixing is your knowing That your “this” isn’t mine. So you blame me for your choice And I defend against my pain And we stand in battle, back to back, Facing imaginary enemies

A poem — I’ve found the one Our Hero’s journey Just begun Such ache, this learning To stare quietly, Without hurting, Into the mystery With depths uncertain No history to guide us We’ve left the shore Of known. What tides us Now is more. More wholeness More fullness No soulless Days of dullness Can exist When we reach The other side of this, That beach That sandy place Out beyond “rights” That dusty space Found inside our light

…and spend more on what makes you happy — Why do people queue, sometimes overnight (or over several nights) for anything from the latest mobile phone to sporting events? Have you ever wondered what drives you to go to great lengths for certain items or experiences? Marketers have had the answers for years According to Josh Kaufman, author of The Personal MBA, all successful businesses know…

A poem — I closed my heart For fear or fright, I hid my light But not enough My heart grew cold Became tough. Inflexible really, Life so insipid, dreary All those years, so sad And bone-weary, Spent running, hiding And turning away Saying no, not now Not ever. Now or never? I’ll take never. For what? Good grief For fear of falling and Failing when it matters most. I’m done, So done. Now, I don’t want to run.

Some thoughts on the concept — Several dictionaries define “missing” as the feeling of sadness at the absence of that which is missed and the desire to have it. But when I was recently asked what I truly missed, I found that I wrote some things I didn’t particularly want back. Aside from the obvious, like…

The freedom fallacy — From inspirational quotes to political rallies, rock songs to meditative chants, we’re in love with the idea of freedom. Equally, from wedding vows to employment contracts, we’re always searching for the security that comes with being bound. Un-free. I was in one of several very free periods in my life…

Especially when I’m consumed by my own struggles and don’t see hers. — Let me start by saying that being extremely introverted isn’t a diagnosis. It’s not a dysfunction, but it can result in very dysfunctional relationships. I didn’t have an immediate connection with my daughter, she was another human after all and when she arrived, suddenly I wasn’t alone. It wasn’t the…

Poetry in motion — An unexpected outcome of the poem-a-day challenge I’ve just finished was finding it easy to write one every day, even when I wasn’t in the mood to write. I never would have thought it. …