James Ballantyne

Self awareness

  • The Story I’ve waited a year to tell.

    I have waited a full year to tell you this story. It’s a personal one, but I hope a good one, and please do bear with the length of it, grab yourself a coffee or tea and strap in. Maybe… Continue reading

  • The Wild Path

    With the love of new companions Angels that found me and a loving self I go To The wild path. Step out onto its mysterious threshold hurting, pained, afraid The first act of love To walk the wild path Alone,… Continue reading

  • What kind of noise.. does Silence make (until she is heard)?

    What kind of noise does silence make to find herself heard? As she wanders. She won’t interrupt your schedule, Chase your ego, or shout herself from the rooftops. She wont force She wont make herself known where she isn’t wanted… Continue reading

  • Read it Slow

    Its hard to write a poem and make, you read it slowly. Because I want to. What would cause you to read this Slowly, quietly, intentionally? Than you are right now Rushing.. To what…To get to the punchline? Please don’t… Continue reading

  • Alot of Me

    I know I’m alot. Im alot of hurt Im alot of feelings Im alot of depth Im alot of thoughts Im alot of conversation Im alot of heart Im alot of care Im alot of love Im alot of words… Continue reading

  • Realising; I am not my mind (but try telling my thoughts that!)

    I am really so so very grateful for my mind. Like extremely so. It’s a place of learning, a place of processing, a place of interpreting, a place to understand. It has also been my place of safety, or maybe… Continue reading