IFF Breakfast: Be Reminded (03/11/20)

 Be Reminded

We go round again, in the stirrings of what we're being moved by, 

into the darkness of our truths.

We are missing, in the hills of our losses and in the springs of our coming transformations.

Be guided by the changes within your own nature, 

in the answers which impact how you forge your power.

Change requires a path of listening, 

amidst the waves of our collective uniqueness.

Time is the system of change in conversation with our deep connections, 

within lands and revolutions of thought and living.

Be reminded of the everything that you are, 

and be learning always the more that you are yet to become.

IFF Breakfast: Where The Heron Fish (06/10/20)

Where the Heron Fish 

Tap into the returning gap, 

with privileged attention to what makes you happy. 

Protect yourself from the insanity of thinking your way through the gloom. 

Empty yourself onto the ground of your tiredness, 

with the weather bleakly swirling through your possibilities. 

Stories are enough, when shared with people in touch with their human beauty.

The end is balanced between hope and acceptance, 

where your voice is heard, in all its frustration and disconnect. 

Collapse, walk beside the river where the heron fish. 

The hills are perched where you are gliding, touched by your small knowings. 

Hold the line; 

your agenda of unrelenting campaign for the reasonable, 

amidst systems of complexity. 

Shift, and feel deeply as you forge and witness your power.

IFF Breakfast: The Brave (01/09/20)

 The Brave

The brave are expecting beautiful transitions, 

from islands of remembering and forgetting, into balance and calm.

Reset the compass, reset your life, reset your imagination, 

and go where you exist, beyond your point of breaking and being.

Let the birdsong strike you, 

a reflection of your attuned needs and nature.

Look north, into the clear day between your aliveness and your richness.

The past is lost, embedded in the journey of who we are everyday, in space and time; 

the sun-centred griefs and celebrations of our lives.

Create, by patchworking and fitting into ways of togetherness, 

and shrouded singing into your calling.

Dedicate yourself to your story, 

the thread which knows what you are made of, 

which knows your hand, which knows your meaning.

Be, without resistance to your honouring; 

it rises as you tend to your power.

This is your part of the healing and purpose, 

be willing to flow out, forced anew into standing in your unknowingness.

Unravel into the answers and slow, downward spirals, 

until companionship and trust find you.

Let the storms unburden you, 

as you hear and speak both your falling apart and your holding together.

IFF Breakfast: Nothing Will Save Us Now (04/08/20)

 Nothing Will Save Us Now

Nothing will save us now, as we stand in the world of confusion and gathering.

There is a precise importance to fighting the weeks of fury,

from our irate anxieties, our inner peacemaking, and our travelling gladness.

Take your previous learning into deep time, until it makes sense,

and take your noticing into the battles for shifted boundaries.

Be the transition of days, focus on distinctions, connections and intentions;

moving into balance with your contribution and character.

Shield yourself from your trepidations, the actions you are not taking,

as you find your time of midnight and incredible strangeness.

Real life is holding us speechless, 

unattached to the support which is for us,

awaiting our making sense of our mind.

Know the work of surrender, the allowing of difference,

the challenging of uncomfortable dreams and lostness.

Be the pioneer of your own being, in the great tension of your refusals.

Throw your honesty, your beauty, and your principles into a neutral culture;

assume the answer that is grasping at your remembering,

the powerful ways in which you are real and absolute.

Watch from changed perspectives, 

living into the wishes and senses that amaze you into aliveness and potential.

Contribute your future boundaryless self, 

showing up in the space where your curiosity makes you a person of the land;

constantly in danger of being free.

IFF Breakfast: The Circle (30/06/20)

 The Circle

The circle is moving, finding its way into you,

indwelling within your land,

the places that you walk;

the brave miles of discovery.

Think about what is there to be looked upon;

the courage that is clearly calling from beyond our reach.

There is a promise, presenting the challenge of more, of virtue, 

of tracks connecting us to our values of disagreement.

The visions are history,

repeating the difficult lives where we have met before.

There is a well, into which we could journey;

to be in touch with the knowing that speaks up in our bleakest, darkest guilts.

Imagine your worth beyond the illusion of power, 

beyond the aspects of vulnerability and and certainty.

Speak your meaning... 

IFF Breakfast: An Evolution of Uniqueness (03/06/20)

 An Evolution of Uniqueness

The unfurling transition will survive,

as we gather in collaborative contrast,

within cycles of space, compassion and community.

Throw away the differences, switch off humility, 

in favour of the universal worthiness of life and quiet wonder.

Be a student of encouragement, meaning and child-like exploration; 

repeatedly evolving strategies of hopeful uniqueness.

Disrupt your history, 

until wellbeing resources an acute response of care, seeing and reflection.

Walk the streets with imagination, 

pausing at each and every cornerstone, 

explaining yourself to the forever that will follow your footsteps.

Enforce your own slavery, as a source of competence, leverage and agency; 

allow the untrapping of your instincts and human peacefulness. 

IFF Breakfast: The Trees Remember Who You Are (02/06/20)

 The Trees Remember Who You Are

Expect to be in service, 

meeting ever in a continuity of sense making, distance making and hopeful waiting.

Picture the anchoring ways that sit upon us, 

as we loosen our sails into nourished doing.

Touch your awareness, touch your human worth; 

this time of mirrored interactions that celebrate your relationships, 

with patience and alchemic robustness.

Give your regards to exercised voyages into qualities of darkness;

navigate instead by the turmoil in your pained heart and compassion.

Feel your nature, from your feet to the fallen limbs, 

that carry you into your evenings of clash and comfort.

Parallel your secret life, the forces which trust your ground, 

which compels you to find yourself in the fog of your lostness, 

until the trees remember who you are.