I am a homeopath, registered since 1995, scenar practitioner, trauma therapist, give aqua detox treatments and have easy access to high quality nutritional supplements and safe, effective personal care products.

I am also a poet and love to be immersed in music, dance and creativity. I have been increasingly closely involved with Healthy Concerts since 2000 and it has enabled me to share my poetry with a receptive audience and given me access to live music in intimate surroundings. My artist profile will feature my poetry and my vision for Creative Health Connections and a synopsis of myself as a health practitioner and therapist.

As a co-founder of The Lemon & Honey Club - click on MENTORS above - I will be encouraging both complementary health practitioners and creative artists to join Healthy Concerts, and come together for special events combining health and art.

The purpose of my life is a world of peace, love and happiness in which personal transformation is normal and everyone has food and shelter and an opportunity to express him or herself without fear.

Your health is important and you need plenty of clean water, exercise, good food and sufficient vitamins and minerals, and maybe even a treatment with a complementary therapist! An excellent start, but life would be flat if you don't add the yeast of creative expression and boring without the sweet taste of friendship or love.

The Lemon and Honey Club is an opportunity for you to have conversations with people who may have different but complementary skills and knowledge to your own. You will be able to listen to all kinds of wonderful acoustic music and healing sounds and to hear interesting short talks or see demonstrations of therapies in action.

Some of my poetry

BACK FROM THE WILDERNESS

After weeks in the wilderness
I return to my sweet world
Holding the darkness
In my womb
And blessing sorrow
For its lessons
Mother of my learning
To be wiser, deeper, quieter
And love each one I love
Impartially
With open eyes
And spacious heart

Weeks in the wilderness
Seemed like infinity
Struggling in the quicksand of my mind
A passing moment only
Now is transcendent
This moment eternal
Passes in a second

Right now I live
I breathe
I feel my body and my breath
And bless each second
Of my sensual life
And thank the sweet miracles
Of the night
For giving my body back to me
My own, God’s own
Untrapped by the whirligig of need

Freed to explore dimensions
Of my self I had forgotten
And free to forget again
And just to be
Today is today
Blessed with all it brings
Whole and holy
With no yesterday and no tomorrow
Like every other blessed day

Back from the wilderness
I hold the darkness in my womb
And bless sweet joy
For its lesson
Mother of my learning
To be wiser, deeper, quieter
And love each one I love
Impartially
With open eyes
And spacious heart


SURRENDER

So my friend, my dear friend
Why am I happy?
How did stillness and wonder
Break through that thick veil
Of old grief and fear?

Why do I thank you
Why kneel in blessing
For the gift of such pain?

You are the tool of God’s love
Conscious or not
As you work with your truth
Hewing fineness and beauty
From the stone you were given
You can but heal me
That is how it is written

I may cry and complain
But only good comes
From the blade that you wield

I found in myself
Love greater than sorrow
God broke me in pieces
And falling apart
In total surrender
I found my own wholeness
Discovered a part of my soul
That’s been missing since birth


LOOK INTO YOUR OWN EYES

Look into your own eyes and see what I see
Look into your own beauty
With eyes of compassion and clear sight
And you will ask nothing more
Than to hear your soul’s voice calling sweetly
To the lost parts of yourself
To come home and be at peace

IN THE AZORES

Beauty rolls through me
Over me, under me
Pale shining sea and clouds
Subtle explosions of light
Rolling towards me
In my dreams
Channels of wonder

I am overwhelmed by joy
Touched by tenderness and warmth
Softness and strength
Able to trust and rest a moment
Being, just being
Cradled by the universe
Sun and sea and moonlight
Wild winds and softness
Stillness so deep
That I could die
Without a backward glance

And then
A sudden gross explosion
In my heart
A need so overwhelming
To be held and rocked
That I could not ask
That I could only be alone
Pacing wildly in the night
In the soft moonlight
Aching to let go
Of so much shameful need
To be washed clean
Aching to be met and held
Held like a child is held
Who has been lost too long

And then
Such tones and overtones
Magical sounds
Wafting down on my undefended head
My heart broken by so much beauty

And I wept and wept and wept
And saw bright colours in the sky
Explosions of joy
And wept some more
And slept and woke and wept some more
And holding arms found me
And the sun warms me
And still the beauty rolls through me
Over me, under me
And the pale shining sun
And the subtle explosions of light
Come rolling towards me
When I shut my eyes and love
I am washed clean
And all that is left
Is joy and love and beauty
And wonder at all of this
And all of you
And all of us
Immersed as we are here
In sun and sky and earth and sea.



MY FATHER

My father, my dear father
Who sat me on the stool at twilight saying
What shall we talk about now?
To which I replied every time
“Life, Daddy, let’s talk about life.”

He was a great big sun in my life
Warming me with his big red gold generous heart
He threw a velvet rope to those who moved him
He taught me to love widely and wildly
Beyond the common way

For good or ill
He threw big shadows on the earth

When he stood up enraged
The earth quaked
And adults cowered and kept quiet
And I tiny would shake my fist at him
And refuse to say sorry when I was not wrong

But now I can tell the truth
I was afraid of his random rage
The way this great warm love
Could turn into black fury
And threaten my very soul
With extinction

And yet I loved him
I loved the passion in him
The yearning for a kinder world
Where we could see each others’ hearts
And feel the bond we share by being born and dying
By being flesh and blood
Seeing humanity undivided
By the nonsenses of money, class and race.

And now I know better why his rage was turned on me
I saw the beauty in everything
I was truly innocent and very young
And I could not deny the truth I saw
I could not deny the pain I felt
When I saw man’s terrible and casual inhumanity to man
And I was hopeful that we could change the world
Replace the guns with roses
Wear flowers in our hair
And by an act of will make this world holy
Go into dangerous places
And standing side by side with the oppressed
Double their strength and end oppression

He saw for me the pain and disappointment
That haunted him
He feared my failure and how it would hurt me
He feared my success and steadfastness
Because it would reproach his own abandon of his hopes
His younger dreams before he saw the sense
That money and the fear of loss
Brings to domesticated man with wives and children and school fees

It pained him to think that maybe we could
Make heaven in our hearts
Share good fortune and double all our joy
When he had heard the small voice of fear
The social voice that told him who to be
And how to be and what is expected
And he raged and wept I think
For the loss of his big heart
Confined on too small a canvas
And so he roared and shouted
To feel the greatness that he’d lost
Which was his birthright
And which God bless him
He passed on to me

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