Tate Britian

Poetry film screening and guest speaker at The Tate Britain Nov 2008

Swim

(Friday, March 4th 2005)

Come swim with me
Dive into my smile
Dance for a while
Allow yourself to be free

Can’t you see?
What you’re doing to me
Stop, turn around now and let go
Jump into the current
Go with the flow
Sweeping along effortlessly
Carries afloat

Come swim with me
Dive into my smile
Dance for a while
Allow yourself to be free

Breathe calm and slow
Inhale the sweet taste
Of this present moment
Open your heart and fly
Don’t waste
Precious time
Wondering why?
Feel real right now
Before it’s too late

Come swim with me
Dive into my smile
Dance for a while
Allow yourself to be free

Before love fades
Pales into the dusty haze
Another faint sweet memory
Lost in the forgotten maze
Labyrinth of time
Washed away
By the undulating waves
Is but a moment
A droplet
In the ocean of eternity
Sea of doubt
Emotional tides of uncertainty
Enduring bondage of the mind

Come swim with me
Dive into my smile
Dance for a while
Allow yourself to be free

My Father’s House
(2006)

Like when Jesus’ parents were going frantic
Trying to find him
He was in the temple all along
But they didn’t think of looking there
As they were in ‘parent’ mode
And He said to them
‘Did you not know I would be in my father’s house?
He was awakening to his true potential
And seeking knowledge
He felt most at home in his ‘fathers house’
Is not necessarily a physical house
But a place that we carry within ourselves
Expansion often means slothing off old skins
I cannot go back
I can only go forwards
And sometimes just treading water
While I cope with my emotions
But as a soul choosing my route
Into this world of physicality
I knew before I agreed to come here
What role I would undertake
And the challenges along the way
I would encounter
And as a being of love and oneness
Passing through the veil of illusion
I knew that I had the strength within me
To keep reaching upwards
And not take things
Or other peoples’ unconsciousness
Personally
Emotional scarring is as real
As any other wound or dis-ease
But though my own healing
Other people are inspired
And so as long as I always speak my truth
And continue to walk my talk
I am in the right place at the right time
For other people to heal too
Those who aspire to heal
And those who choose to take responsibility
For their own healing
I am always guided to them
And them to me
All part of the cosmic alchemy

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