Please enjoy this wonderful, heart-felt and meaning-filled poem, written by a client, poet/artist and friend, Kimberly Richards, after a recent Medical Qigong treatment:
Cut off Cut off in the middle numb to my being my searching my longing numb to my earth connection legs like lead lead me through the valleys always the valleys too tired for mountains drifting along numb to my being my being love my being valued my being enough plagued by my innocent precious heart-crying out desire desire to never be born desire for a different family desire to be my OWN individual to be seen to be missed to be visible yet even now You confirm my feeling of nothingness of invisibility of being a mere shadow in the depths he serves his purpose creates a wall a wall of escape escape from pain escape from confusion a numbing to this suffering safe inside the cold wet chamber of peace lit by my candle yet brighter than any man-made object could be a Divine healing light beams through a heart-shaped, opaque window a window to my soul my all encompassing all-knowing Divinely-held soul wildflowers bloom butterflies flutter a peace beyond the worldly realm and a tender calm held in a Divine meadow of love. Yet I’m stuck stuck behind the shield A self-made shield that appears to barely hang on Yet doesn’t budge an inch It looks tired and old. A heavy darkness envelops my being oppresses my breath suffocates my soul Gratitude is voiced voiced from my mind and nothing shifts. The heaviness weighs on my soul. Gratitude is voiced voiced from my BEing My aware-of- the- DivineBEing my being of love my being of worth of longing of pain. Slowly the weight lifts leaving nothing leaving a hole of nothing but he doesn't go far he lingers he sidesteps he grasps for a hold a hold in my mind my thinking fear-based mind Waves of not enough-ness of shame of loneliness of fear seize me through my core sting my eyes like sharp tiny needles and secure an anxious, queasy grip on my soul. But I’m not alone I’m surrounded by love A love I can call A love which when shown When shown by another - another Divine-Being removes my shields my armour my not enough-ness my brokenness. Through my angst I feel a Divine peace a Divine warmth fills my being I surrender I trust I lay back into a web of Divine, holy-lit love I am held held in a sea of heavenly love. He loses his grip his hard fought thirty-year grip As his darkness lifts my body floats floats in the arms of Divinity Light fills my nothingness My invisibility My smallness Encased in a cocoon of Divine light - all is well with my soul.