When I lost my dear Dad to pancreatic cancer back in December 2015 it felt like my world had ended. Dad was my hero, my cheerleader and the most loyal, stable and loving presence in my life. On walking to work one bitterly cold winter morning back here in Switzerland after Dad’s funeral, I was overcome with grief, sadness and anxiety. That morning I was seriously wondering how on earth I would manage to process all of these dramatic feelings and still get through my teaching day.
Since receiving this message, I have written at least one poem every single day. Writing helps me to know, express and heal myself in ways which continue to thrill me. Our creative, Kundalini energy is a flirtatious fountain of joy. And may these creative juices flow on and upwards and help to bring harmony and divinity to the human experience.
Then I received a message;
“Write it down.”
It was such timely and direct guidance that I simply had to honour it. As my freezing fingertips began furiously tapping into my iPhone, I noticed that the words were becoming poems that were almost writing themselves before my very eyes. There was a therapeutic process happening that would help me to deal with the intensity of my experience. From this very moment, the fire of my creativity would become a force that would heal and evolve my soul beyond measure.
“From heartwarming to thought provoking, from sad to absolutely hilarious. This book of poems has something for everyone. Wonderful to read from cover to cover or simply to dip into. As sparkling as prosecco and as luscious as a good chocolate truffle!”
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