Apologies to my followers but something has happened to time this month, I didn't realise that three weeks have passed since I last wrote a blog and posted a poem.... did anyone else notice May spring by?

I was actually shocked yesterday when I received a mail asking 'Have you booked your Christmas Party yet? - hold on, can we have summer first.......please. 

My month of May saw me sharing my workshops with many lovely new clients, it is a joy to see how the workshops assist people to transform their lives, the vision board event  being a particular favourite. As attendees work through thier visions, eagerly cutting out pictures and words from magazines thier dreams become focused and they gain clarity for thier journey ahead.

As I looked through my poetry to find one to share with you today I came across this quote which I wrote many years ago, seems to sum up the vision baord event nicely:

'Let there be no space between us and our dreams' - Beverley Jones

 

 

 

 

Todays poem is one I wrote many years ago, I was single and living in Dublin but these words came to me to shine a light on how my future would be different and how I would know when....

 

 

My Intution Told Me...

You walked into the room

sunshine lit my life

you were him

My Intution told me so

 

 

                   Your eyes met mine

                             and looked into my soul

 

                             Did you feel it?

                             the warmth

                             created by the flames

                             you lit around my heart

 

                             I am no longer afraid

                             I have found the

                             safety of your arms

 

                                                 My Intution told me so

 

 



I'll be There!

It is a hard choice as I look through the poetry of yester year which one to post on each blog. Having gone through depression and many broken hearts there is a part of me that only wants to share the happy days I now live on a daily basis.

I once read that the best poetry is written when one is depressed, while I am not sure this is true in my case I certainly wrote more poetry when I was sad than I do now.  Today I write uplifting newsletters, you can sign up for these on my website.. www.awakenlifecoaching.co.uk, happy, positive words to inspire and help others.  I have been told though, on many occasions by the readers of 'Made it Thru the Rain', that it is the dark days of the first three chapters that have helped them not feel so alone so I guess whether it be the sad times or the happy I am sharing with you, someone, somewhere will relate to the words I have written.

The poem below was written when I lived in Ireland, I was single with a desire to be otherwise.... I remember writing this piece with a knowing in my heart that one day I would indeed be with that special someone.... Let me know what you think...

I'll be There

 

Every day that passes

brings me a step closer to you

Soon we will be together

my love

 

Together we will share our dreams

Our life

 

We will build our future

where rainbows start

our days

and stars light

our nights

 

 

Our love will flow deep

like an ocean that

knows no end

 

The light will burn eternal

on our love

where raindrops will only fall

in order to cool our thirst

for each other

 

Soon you will hold me

within your arms and your heart

 

 

                                                                                Keep alert

                                                                              for I will appear

                                                                                one day

                                                                                 Close by!

 

 

 Beverley Jones - 2002

 

 

 

 

 

I give in!

As another vision became reality in 2012 and I became a published author, as a result many can't understand why I don't blog on a regular basis.

The answer is I have no idea....I write daily posts on the 'Awaken Life Coaching' facebook page through which I receive great feedback, I send out an inspirational quote every Monday to those who have signed up to my monthly newsletter, I send out regular newsletters to my database, I send cards and letters, I guest blog for others, I write / publish Ebooks and I write articles... so you tell me why I don't blog!!

Anyway today following another 'Awaken' workshop I have been persuaded again to start to blog my poetry, it is this at present that has no platform.  I have bags of poetry that I have written over the years, when it sees light and people read it I gain positive feedback along with a wonderment of why it has never been shared.

If you have read my book 'Made it Thru the Rain' you will know that in 2009 I crashed out of the corporate world and travelled a journey through the dark days of depression. In this book each chapter of my book does in fact start with a poem, so it seemed a natural course to share this genre of my writing with you.

As I read a number of my old poems now I can sometimes see sadness in the lines, a lot of them were written at the times I suffered a bruised heart, it was my dad that told me a heart gets bruised but it never breaks! I will share many of these poems with you as well as the happier ones and the ones I wrote for my family.

I may even share some of my dear nans poetry, she sadly passed away when I was only twelve but I know she would be chuffed to see that a number of her works were now being shared publically.

Today I will share a poem that was written when I was re-entering the world of relationships, having had my heart bruised it was with trepidation...

Insecurity

Hold me
Not too tight
But just for a moment.....before you leave
This time it's for real
I can feel it
But I need the security of your touch
You run your fingers through my hair
Your lips touch mine......like a breeze on a warm summers day
You let go
You walk away
You turn as you open the door

You smile
'See you tonight'- you call
I laugh at my own
Insecurity!