In between every line…

By / Date: June 26th, 2017

In the hope I never have to change How dare you be invulnerable? To a world that terrifies me   I rage my dissent By parking parallel You rebel Staying your side of the line   Showing me how thin My defiance of chaos is   Let me have my peace My side of the […]

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…just get back in the fucking box

By / Date: June 22nd, 2017

Not sure what this is yet. I have some energy moving around this that wants out. When you change, or when you do not fit with someone’s preconception of who you are or should be – people get weird. If you have some kind of a relationship with them, things can get messy. When we […]

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Coach? But you are an Engineer…

By / Date: June 18th, 2017

A few days ago a friend asked me about my journey into Coaching. What better way than to blog about it? To ensure I can write this in one sitting I need to pick a point in time when I recognized the signs. So lets go with August 1986 as a starting point and work […]

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Firebreak

By / Date: June 17th, 2017

Will the spark in your heart catch? I cannot put out the conflagration in mine Fire needs company…

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Making up for lost ground…

By / Date: June 14th, 2017

What the hell is this time thing anyway You make like the mug, your fill of it Has sprung a leak So you had better drink it fast Or find some glue…   The future is bullshit anyway   Your four-score years and ten Is drowned Right now And now   Breath Big enough for […]

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Back into the ocean

By / Date: June 12th, 2017

I was reminded of a conversation at Serious Coffee in Esquimalt as I started writing this. I thought I knew what I meant seven months ago. It was about an image of the self, beyond the shell of our thoughts and feelings, who we ‘think’ we are. An image of a wave emerging from the […]

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Big enough

By / Date: June 2nd, 2017

I look on Beauty Appearance shakes me I long for depth That I cannot fathom   When I close my eyes, less beguiled, they are the same Surface movements over deep undercurrents In which I long to swim Breathlessly   I have made friends with longing Made tea with despair Invited wrenching grief to my table And […]

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