Saturday 29 January 2011

The silent web

this is the core of my heart
i watch you take each juicy bite
tearing at the greenery
wiping away all residue 

this is the beauty of my song
from the depths of my breathe
from the hefty lung
i call out 
to the one that knows

this is the sorrow of longing
as it waits in apprehension 
for mercy
for your smile
that never comes

this is the memory of your touch
on my skin its lingers long
cries out into the deep born night
for your embrace

this is the last goodbye
the one that tore us in two
the josling for me
the anger for you

this is the wave of sorrow
rippling through the sands of time
this is the secret knowing
the heartfelt plea
the silent web 
that binds

Tuesday 18 January 2011

Love action

sequences of love
strings of truth
energetic memories
held within our hearts

each one of us
a memory
a reflection 
of love

knowledge binds
combines
truth and fact
yet in fact we become lost once more
lost in a sea of data
which cannot comprehend love
in its purest form

to know life
is to know love
to know love is to reach out
to embrace life
to rise up from the cages of our minds

love action

Blow



blow
right through these walls
your memories

home
the softest cave
comforts fears
yet hides truths

we are particles of love
bursting into life
we are electrons
racing 
forwards
towards the light

when the quiet water flows
through mind
a silent knowing 
rests

upon this moment
we are pure white
we are nothing
other than now

Friday 14 January 2011

golden hearted boy



hurtling across the universe
an open box 
delights 
treasure
a golden hearted boy

echoe

forsaken you are not
these threads are woven beyond the sun
whisper in the wind
my heart will echoe across the canyon
across the divide
across the fabric of the world
sing me your song
i will dance

Thursday 13 January 2011

hold me to the glass

broken words
segregate
negate
the truth


tangled webs
deceit
self loathing
bite the hand
that feeds

integrity
honour
what of these?
these well worn paths
can only lead
to loathing


deep rooted sod
camouflaged as a smile
bring out the dead
wear sorrow
with a nod


jumping through
hoops
dreaming up schemes
devices
nullifying
our deepest dreams


hold me to the glass
see the imprints of my soul
hold me to the light
so i can then be whole

Friday 7 January 2011

Healing Soul Trauma


Wounds caused by deep trauma effect our subtle energy bodies as well as our psyches and physical bodies, this trauma can feel like a tear or rip in our very being or a deep sense of loss and disconnection from life.  A feeling of overwhelming grief that cannot be healed no matter how the person tries.

Traumatic events in our lives can cause our spirits to literally leave our physical bodies, shamanic practitioners call this Soul Loss.  Modern psychiatry may call it Post Traumatic Stress.

The original trauma can be caused by many things, maybe childhood abuse, the loss of a loved one, an accident, a violent event or the effects of war.  These traumas force our soul part to flee the traumatic event in order to cope with the overwhelming feelings of danger, violation or horror, it is a way our spirit can find safety.  But later on, when the traumatised person tries to get on with business of living, their soul part is still lost and they feel disorientated and disconnected, fearful, grief ridden, unable to connect to the world around them, unable to feel fully "alive". 

Trauma then speaks through the delicate subtle nuances of our bodies, and the traumatised individual can become prone to ill health and increasingly distant from those around them, angry and fearful.  They may lash out at those that try to help and see this as prying into their vulnerable shells and they can lose friends and loved ones.

The traumatised individual may try to fill the hole where his or her lost soul part once lived with food, alcohol, through shopping and sexual addiction, just to feel something again, but to no avail and thus alienating themselves further from life with a deeper sense of original trauma replaying over and over again in their energy body.

Trauma sufferers live in its perpetual grip with anguish, with fearful hearts, gliding through the motions of a day without grounding, without connection.  Becoming introspective, exhausted and depressed, some to the point of suicide.

How Can Shamanic Soul Retrieval Help Soul Loss Trauma

The shamanic approach to Soul Loss is that a lost soul part can be returned to the traumatised person and placed back into their body and energy system through what the shamanic practitioner calls Soul Retrieval.

The shamanic practitioner will journey to the spirit world and speak with the original trauma of the client.  Then they will see in spirit, what the trauma looks like in the energy system of the client, this may be in the form of dark energy matter, holes, shadow or fading.  The shamanic practitioner will then go to the original scene of trauma and seek out the lost soul part and speak with it, negotiating its return with the use of spirit allies or by explaining to the lost soul part that it is lost and needs to return to the owner.  The shamanic practitioner will then bring back the soul part from spirit and blow it back into the client in this reality, through the clients heart and crown chackras.Some clients feel the soul return instantly, with a sense of intense warmth and intensity, for others it is more subtle and may take so time to be felt.  

After a Soul Retrieval a client may feel emotional and disorientated, and the shamanic practitioner will explain to them what has happened and will give the client time to re-adjust to this new found sense of self.  The shamanic practitioner will encourage their client to communicate with their retrieved self, either through dialogue or through letter format and ask their retrieved self what it is they need to make them feel safe and nurtured. Some clients feel a renewed sense of childlike wander as their retrieved parts ask for them to become more playful and creative.  Many traumatised soul parts seek nurturing, protection and love from their whole self.

The effects of a Soul Retrieval can be instantaneous or may take some time to come into fruition.  The shamanic practitioner will support the client in this process, journeying into the spirit world further to see what she or the client can do to facilitate the healing further.

Soul Retrievals can also be numerous and some clients can need several if trauma has been prolonged or frequent.  Each time a lost soul part returns, profound healing takes place.

The results of soul retrievals are beautiful and long lasting, usually a traumatised person has tried many avenues to get help with their situation.  The wonderful thing about soul retrieval is that the client does not have to revisit the original wound or trauma unlike in psychotherapy, which can re-traumatise them.

As a shamanic practitioner i have been honoured to facilitate many soul retrievals and have seen first-hand the deep healing that takes place.  It never ceases to be a source of great inspiration and joy to reunite a person with themselves and see the magic unfold.








 




Tuesday 4 January 2011

The head b

the sleeping head
falls accustomed to it brim
sits lopsided with a grin
wanting ever so much to say
"hello, im a head by the way"

a warm embrace between its smile
a walk
a wonder
more than a mile
of yarn is told from its fair mouth 
juices flowing with a shout  

i am she 
the head that sought
to change the world with a single thought 

i echoe strangers where they lay 
and drink them under the table "hey"
buts thats not all that i can do
i can shout and go "wooohooo"

i am no stranger to deeper stuff
regularly exercising bits of fluff 
that pass for cells and brain tissue
then i really do shout
"wooohooo"



Saturday 1 January 2011

Streams



carelessly i am overturned
 melody is hummed 
eternal love is overruled  
friendship over baked 
seeds are scattered in the breeze 

fragments of bone are chiseled 
perfected 
dreamt 
made into fortune as delicate as snow  

dare i dream another wild winter long 
dare i live to sing its song  

shining out 
from the vastness of the stars that borrowed our song 
is my heart and yours 
here we dwell not in peace 
not in hell
but in life 

vibrant streams 
ribbons spread across the sky
outstretched hands take me to the centre of this dream 
the prism of joy 
crafted wings

dipping teardrops



withdraw the silent arrow from its shaft
the flight of sunshine blankets the sky with sorrow
swiftly follow the rain and meet me here 
at the juxtapoint we made when we broke into

i walk barefoot on open plains
dipping teardrops in your arms 
listening to the soft hello of rain
beating down sliding its caress upon my face
i open my arms to meet its embrace.