Tag Archives: Body Awareness

Healing at Work – Day 19

Work has been waking me up early in the mornings and it has been difficult to go back to sleep. With only 2 1/2 weeks left, there is still so much to do. I don’t feel anxious, I just see … Continue reading

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Summer Solstice Awakening

When I touch my breath my ears open my eyes see my tongue tastes I smell life my skin sings coolness, tingling, heat my body comes alive to me and I arrive home.

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The Fear That Makes Me Want to Puke

I know you Oh God I hate this. Fear shakes me Sweat flares the pores of my skin Dull pain in my stomach Hands shaking My body overcome by paralysis weakness My mind trapped in this frightening cage, flies, looking … Continue reading

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Morning Poetry 5 March 2011

Life. Tenuous. In dreams I can touch Living on the Edge Shocking Disconcerting Nightmares. A Moment Waking Up Seeing directly into the Precipice Miraculously I don’t turn away The winds of it’s Dark Caverns snuff the flicker of my breath … Continue reading

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a Gift

There is a Gift that haunts Tragedy. In the depths of Despair Where no light reaches And no Way can be found, Even within the catacombs of Lost Where our body— our entire being— Aches from so much Pain, The … Continue reading

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Morning Poetry 24 Feb 2011

Walking the hallways of an unreliable world Body gripped by vague apprehension. Unsafe. Unsafe. Lightning bolt strikes. A sharp crack inside. Some of a surprised me leaks through. Wake up! You Are real. Alive! Balm for a pain-wracked body. A … Continue reading

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Morning Poetry 17 Feb 2011

Sitting alone Alone The morning is quiet. Pregnant with all that is frightening in my body. Swimming through the deep waters of this despair that envelops me I float softly gently with my breath as tender anchor. The shipwreck at … Continue reading

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