Poems and inspiration from the heart

Every day I try to write a piece of poetry which reflects my soul searching. Which is a symbolism of my deepest thoughts. Or an etching of my experiences from the soul that resonate with my current activities.

When I teach yoga I share poems as inspiration to my students for their practice. This is to help build creativity and open-ness in the mind through avenues other than yoga asana (the physical practice).

Sometimes they are poems that I have found online that inspire me. Other times they are poems I have written from the heart. So here, my love, is a collection of poems written from my heart to give you inspiration. That may be inspiration on your yoga mat, or it may be inspiration for your daily practice. Or a way to build a morning routine through a promise to read a piece of poetry every day...

art

It’s time to be art. In the age of artificial intelligence telling us all the answers. In the age of looking outside the body for the answers. Be the one to look within. It took me a long time to realise I am an artist. A creator of my own happiness. A creator full stop. I would look to others thinking wow they’re so creative. They have all the answers. I could never do what they do. Paint that picture. Draw that drawing. But actually art, creativity, it is in all of us. It is in everything. Let go of the assumptions you have over what ‘dance’ is. It can be whatever you make it to be. Dancing. Singing. Making love. Cooking. Conversing. Relating. Gazing. Walking. Exercising. Playing. Writing. There is no rule book of what is right or wrong with your art. All it takes is a little bit of self enquiry to understand what your art is. It may be something that has been conditioned within you from childhood. Or it may be something that you have discovered as an adult. Your art is the path that fills you up. That sets your heart on fire. That makes you forget about the fires. Just for a moment. To be fully immersed in the moment. To be. Your art is your answer.

darling

Darling..

why are you so hard on yourself? why do you let those thoughts run wild?

you are a treasure chest of the finest gold the world has ever seen..

don’t keep yourself locked away

you deserve to be seen

you deserve to be held

slipping between fingers like liquid gold

sparkling under the morning sun

soaking in the blanket of midnight stars

open the lock

shine.