“Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.” — 1 Corinthians 13:4-6 (RSV)

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The Kinship 23rd November 2020

We love you. The world is changing. Why? Because you, as a people, are changing. We need you, now more than ever. We need you to hold true to the whisper of your soul. Do you see how all your efforts to go back to what you thought you knew are not working? Does the fight make you happy? There are some joyous warriors, let them do the work they are here to do. If it is not your joy, then listen to us. We know you are hurting, and we feel for you. Take time to grieve, but stop

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I want to thank you, stranger, because you’ll never know what a difference you made to my life.

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Giving Voice IV

I recall clearly the very first time a middle aged man said to me, “My wife doesn’t understand me.” The place, the time, the smell, the realisation he had no interest in my enthused conversation, but only in the youth of my body. In my mind’s eye, I saw his wife, and I knew without doubt she understood him all too well. And then, a knight on a shining white charger. Or rather, my equally young friend, who’d somehow convinced three coach loads of conference delegates to not only wait, but to come find me. One of the best nights

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People come to the nondual teaching for two main reasons. There are those with intellectual curiosity, who simply are intrigued to understand nonduality academically. And those who come with a feeling of having reached the end of the road, that every trick and treat has been used, and their basic experience of life is more distress than grace.

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Giving Voice III

Somewhere, buried in the depths of heartbreak was the invitation to “heart broken open”. The greatest risk. But it glittered boldly, in an otherwise colourless desert. So I followed my star. Heart broken open brings light to the shadows. There’s no place to hide the rough edges, the grime, or the tender underbelly. The light penetrates further and wakes the hibernating beast. Joy, unconditional joy. Here she sits, in the tatters of what was broken, and she loves it all.

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Giving Voice II

Your words are soft and invitingLike warmed towelsYet the glint in your eye says“Back off”The set of your jaw says“Don’t push me”And your hands semaphore“I hurt” I feel my spikes come outAnd I curl to protectMy tender places from youBack offDon’t push meI hurt This is my rough edgeCan I stay open, stay putUntil your eyes, your jawAnd your handsEcho your words?

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Giving Voice I

There was a little stab of pain, when I saw you’d blocked me on that social media platform dedicated to unobtainable images. Then, the recognition that this is your weapon, and it works, because I hurt. Are you happy now?

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