I was coming back to see you
and we would speak of graceful things
I would cry rivers and you
would talk of angel wings
I was coming back to talk to you
of willow tears in waterfalls
and you would smile and say to me
“I’ve seen it all”
I was coming back to sit with you
to muse and dream and be
and you would sit in peace and say
no words to me
I was coming back to understand
your existence and your meaning
and it was fair that you would share
then take your leaving
I was coming back to be with you
in autumn leaves and winter firs
I was coming back because
you were
Deb Hawken
2000s
Published by debdancingstarhawken7
I'm a writer, public speaker, medium, and spiritual thinker. I suffered from acute anxiety from the age of 16 until I was well into my 50s, when I finally found methods that helped me to put it behind me. My struggles led to me exploring life through poetry, then plays, and over a 15 year period I made notes for a self help book which I published in 2015. Details on the book page. Although I am a psychic medium and loved the work, it didn’t feel right for me. It was an utter privilege, but my path was the exploration of what it means to be spirit in the real world and how we can make practical use of those abilities. Nowadays I write, blog, and teach soul-centred living, which is a gentle way of undoing past programming and connecting to your essential self, or soul. If you’re interested email me and we can chat. No pressure, it’s right for you or it’s not and you will know. The groups meet on line so no going out on cold, wet, winter’s evenings. On a personal note, I’m based in the UK. Married with five cats, no children, and four grandchildren, thanks to our inherited daughter, who has gifted us four beautiful little people that bring us such joy. Hope you enjoy the blogs. Deb xx
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