In this poem I address the cyclical nature of trauma through generations and time. How it happens in the family and in community, often institutions viewed by society as sacred.

The need to bring myself back to centre has been felt. I have decided to stay away from Social Media from now until September. I have decided to temporarily delete Facebook and Instagram from my phone but will still be available on Messenger and Email.

How we, as human beings, live individual lives that include the trauma of being raised and educated in our current society. How we have been perpetuating a cycle of trauma for millennia. And how we try and avoid the discomfort of becoming aware of this.

This is the first guest post on my blog. As I mentioned in a previous post, I want to bring attention to the voices less heard and in this post we listen to a Black British woman and her personal journey of unpacking the ugly truth about racism in the UK.

Going deeper into the feeling of abandonment that has taken over me in the last few weeks. Exploring what message this unsettling feeling and fear is bringing for me, for you and the world.

The ending of a friendship always brings lessons and gifts. As I navigate the recent ending of a friendship, I reflect on all the lessons I have learnt both from someone ending their friendship with me and when I have ended it myself.

Reflections on how, as a white woman, I can make a difference in making sure that I am aware of my own unconscious racism in every day life, but also on how I can contribute to making women of colour more visible.

Anger is an essential emotion and it has a role in ourselves and the world. When felt with presence and awareness it can bring with it great gifts. This is a poem about feeling angry and needing to be angry until there is no more need for it.

Join me as I explore and share my journey to uncover my true self as well as what I am to offer to the world.

My personal experience of what it has been like to start a business amongst going through deep personal transformation and awareness of my experienced trauma.

About not knowing where I am going and what I am actually supposed to do. About just showing up each day, listening and taking action, trusting that I am being lead to where I am supposed to be,. Taking one day at a time and making it the best day possible.

Sometimes, in life, really hard and tough decisions need to be made in order to stand up for ourselves. So that we don't allow poison disguised as love to break us down. So that we can survive. T

These are my words regarding the reason why I decided to not speak or have any contact with my parents.

The gift that being present can be in life in general and in particular in times like the ones we are experiencing at the moment. I share examples of not being present in my life and how the practice can be more of a challenge to those who have experienced trauma and disassociate from life.

On the process of transformation of a human being in the current world. A world that also seems to be in between worlds.

What happens when I allow the part of me who has been kept quiet to come out and write? What happens when I allow my anger and defiance to speak. What happens when I allow myself to be 'too much'?

In a society that values hustling, being on the go, being driven and having direction, there is no space for lazy. Lazy is considered to be a negative thing. When I go online, the definition of the word says the following: ‘unwilling to work or use energy’.

What happens when you stop 'doing' so much and start 'being' more? What happens when you actually give yourself permission to stop and do nothing? Do you immediately call yourself lazy and feel guilty? Read on, for the benefits and importance of being lazy.

Last night, I sat in my bed with my journal in my lap. I had decided to just accept I was feeling depressed and wrote those words to start with. What followed after is in this poem.

From feeling like I was not able to create, I could see that this was not quite so. Two poems came out of me, and this is the first one.