Before my friends panic, I wrote this years ago and have only now got round to tidying it up.
How
How has it come to this? How have I arrived in this place? A space where I’m scared to be myself Where I must hold back Mainly because I know That no one is to blame Only time Only youth Only lack of understanding And trusting in the past of others And their dreams Were they even real?
There was another way for me I can walk alone I didn’t need to tie anyone to me Trap them in my life Cause them hurt Because our hangups were perfectly compatible And incompatible
I so wanted to be free To make my own way To be self-responsible in all ways But hard as I tried I was up against something Both within and outside myself At the same time Fighting a battle on two fronts is exhausting For everyone But I am the one who should have known
I can only forgive myself Because I know I did nothing deliberately I tried as hard as I could to make things right Giving Love Giving up Giving ground Until I’m standing on the edge of hope With only one way to go
Onwards to something better Because now is not working And I choose happiness
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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