Tapped Out
I'm visiting my past
To find that echo of myself
And set the record straight
To have a better way of being
As I tap to stay in health
We only need a set up
A specific phrase in mind
It's a question of intensity
So we can leave the thought behind
There may be lots of aspects
As we delve to know ourselves
But we test all our emotions
Chasing pain until we're well
I've made mistakes in passing
The shadow's there to see
But it's worth investigation
To find the real me
So now with affirmations
I can see my way ahead
Reliving and remembering
Believing better ways instead
Problems are dissolving
The hidden deep within
But with new skills and tapping
Personal peace begins
Angel Visit
Words pop out
With angels in my head
A pitter patter pace
Spritely in their
loving comfort Grace
Then with messages of joy
A welcome for the
special gift of sight
A harmony and chorus
Heralding their tunes
and worlds without end
A love that moves softly in the breeze
Brushing you
with a light fantastic
Life Drawing
Inspiration comes
And lines are drawn
With fresh perspective
To look at life
Beholding all
That's pleasing to the eye
Colours put together
In a mixed media
Creating perfect harmony
A unique style
A brush with Truth
Capturing a moment
With bold strikes
Or smudged certainty
Sometimes a special message
With light and depth
To bring it all to life
Awakening the senses
Filling us with delight
A view of life
Interpreting our world
To a sense of wonder
The Solution
I'm feeling scared, lonely, frightened
Angry at myself
For lost opportunities
Seeing no way forward
Triggered by memories
Too painful to share
How could I let this go?
But I'm told there's a way
A tapping solution
That all this is a zzzt in the system
And tapping would release the cause
It's tried and tested
The perfect way to let go
Of annoying habits
Long held beliefs and trauma
That do no favours
Just trapped energy leading to despair
Which could be unblocked
So the past is forgiven
It's worth a try
I'm given a bridge to my awakening
Heartened that this could work
Guided by an expert
An artist that keeps focus
Uncovering all the stories
Listening carefully
Setting up a sequence
Teaching me the points
Checking my intensity
So I begin to tap myself free
With the aim of coming back
To the real me
All movies are investigated
The technique in slow motion
Detailed so no part is left uncovered
I'm kept safe
Guaging all emotions
Buried in unconsciousness
Until it's true
That nothing's left
To make me feel uncomfortable
Along the journey
To discovery
All aspects come to light
Then core issues
That have run the show
Can finally lose their grip
Upon the psyche
Making a world of difference
Chasing the pain
Until its down to zero
So then I choose
To be present
With a new way forward
Making my affirmations
Each time gathering momentum
Building up belief
So I can live my best version
Free at last to be the real me
Webbing the Surf
Standing on the beach
I hear cries on the wing
Of sqwarking gulls come to land
Making hieroglyphic patterns
As their feet touch the sand
A print out of webbed stories
Until the surf returns
Revealing once more
A smooth canvas
Shingled out and laid bare
laced with the flotsam
Of daily life on the edge.
Spiral
In the springtime, undaunted like the fool
We leap towards a grand adventure
Unfettered by responsibility or care
Just happy to live all that's on offer
Poised, we have the luxury of time
Flexible whilst we adjust to circumstance
Summertime and we bask in the warmth
Charging ahead in the joys of magnificence
We feast in delight
Certain in our steps in the dance of fecundity
Autumn is more assured
A 'post it' note to ourselves
To remember the good times
Before the fall and decline into grief
Winter and we're bare to the bone
With memories and complaints
A world hanging in the balance
Of old and renewal
Then as a miracle
A silver lining appears
Can all this merely be a mirror of belief
Now in the moments I do not need to sleep
It's all been just a dream and I'm awake
The cycle is complete.
Angela - 07500 060623
Email - angela.wellhealed@gmail.com