Mystical Poetry

The Sweetest Grass Basket

Imagine it's evening and you only know this because the light in your womb room has dimmed and you begin to hear a sweet hum of sounds....

Beyond Perfection and Imperfection

I am making baskets to gift to the women of Coraki. I share with you this process of deepening beyond Perfect and Imperfect

The Words that come before all Else

This Hymn called 'The Words That come before all else' is an ancient order of Protocols setting gratitude to as the highest priority.

Losing My Domestic Self

I left my shoes and went in bare foot, losing my domestic self to discover my mystery self. As we entered this forest to collect cabbage...

The Mystical Weaver Knows

The threads of our timelines are woven into the fabric of our timelessness. The threads may be described with spatial orientation - over,...

A little Snakey Story for You

I was sitting on the loo with the door open onto our yard, And I heard a sound my instinct immediately clocked as a snake. A rustle of a...

Wildness Herself

Undeterred by the Lockdown's external imposition, we knew an urge from our internal source, to go and connect with our Wild Source. That,...

Poetess & Seamstress
Weaving & Meditation Teacher