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  • Remembering Who You Truly Are.

    On a bright cool Tuesday afternoon , in 1994, I sat in Leicester Odeon cinema, watching an animated film that had held me since the very first note, chord and voicing. I was 16 and holding in the blubbing tears… Continue reading

  • Your Soul is never not Beautiful.

    Your Soul is never not beautifulExcept in the carcass thoughts of a fractured mindThat cant bear to be seenFrom the outside, or from within.For what it is. Your soul is never not beautifulFor she dances in puddles in red welly… Continue reading

  • Take what you Need (18/06/26)

    I wrote these 25 random sentences today.  As heart and soul dumps on Substack, some of which started in my journal today.  Take what you need.  Being Grateful for your heart , and your mind, helps with noticing that you… Continue reading

  • The Sickness.

    And no one is listening. I was going to title this piece ‘ The World needs a new message’ , it’s been a title brewing for me for a few weeks. Ever since I got back from my travels. Ever… Continue reading

    The Sickness.
  • Nobody with No-body.

    Loving myself, meant loving my body. All of it. For 40 years I felt one form of body shame or another.  My innocent nakedness was shamed early by my mother. Her favourite story to tell on every occasion, even to… Continue reading

  • I am not I

    I am not I. Continue reading