Poem

Turn to the East, turn to the West, Turn to the North, turn to the South. I have travelled every path. Spirit always remains at The Centre. This is how we learn to let...

I walked;                                                          It rained. I slept; The air was still. I ate while the children sat and played. It was strange; All too quickly I was human again. Memories came drifting past; From where, now? They were discarded...

In every thing perceived there is an unperceivable thing, Let’s call it the Truth of God… As I live life here in this physical plane it’s easy to assume the body is that thing, And...

In the world of wonder Where everything is whole All that you beleive is yours. If you beleive in fairies Then, like a little child, Your path will be colourful and bright. If you beleive in...

Ease and Peace, Peace and Ease. What does it require to be at Peace and Ease? Is it a thought? Maybe a feeling? Perhaps a becoming? Nah, them’s all transient… Peace is as present as awareness is now. And Ease is...