I walked through the centuries

I walked through the centuries to be here right now for this rising of humanity   I’ve been killed and slaughtered I’ve been daughters and sons Mothers and fathers I’ve been rich and poor Big and small I’ve been all and now I am here   I walked through the centuries to be here right now for this rising of consciousness An awakening that is shaking all old forms and patterns A rising of consciousness that happens not... Read More

Poem Parking lot

I’m a lot I’m a daughter, a sister, a friend, a colleague, a student, a lover, a customer, a pedestrian, a bicyclist, a car driver, a dancer, a bus user, a street abuser, a facebook friend and I’m here and now not there and then I’m parked here, in this now people come and pass by some in a rush some with time some see me notice me some give me money, a coin or two some don’t notice me at all some spit at me, on me YOU LOT! they say yes... Read More