Author Archives: Anathema
Go Forth
Go. Go forth. Go loudly. Go quietly. Go alone. Go in company. Just go. Go boldly. Go rebelliously. Go passionately. Go hopefully. Go. Go openly. Go epically. Go on a bedknob. Go on a broomstick. Go always. Go forwards. Go sideways. Go up. Go down. Go. Go with heart. Go with faith. Go with blessings. … Continue reading
In the half-light, you laid me down
It began when you called me from the place where dreams and waking meet, unknowing of the words that issued from your tongue. You are ignorant of what formed at your request, of the connections that were forged, of your intention in the moment of creation. Did you call for redemption or temptation; am I … Continue reading
On Diamonds and Dragons
This began as something else, something bigger but it morphed and transformed and somehow became smaller, more accessible, more tangible … it became ME. Because transformation is where I’m at right now. It’s a whirlwind that picked me up in 2006 and said “Here it begins”. And it began, and since then, it’s been whirling … Continue reading
Glitter is not optional
There is a space in my mind where It opens up to create. Inside that space, I have found my home. It is going to be an unmatched smorgasbord of colours and patterns and art and words. This will be a house for the explorers and the adventurous. There will be maps everywhere and words … Continue reading
You can’t start a fire without a spark…
Somewhere out there, in the great wide world, there are sparks. There are people in whom dreams, ambition and desire cluster together rubbing off each other until in a whirl of excitement and frenetic energy, they burst out in a spark of inspiration. Some people are born full of fire, barely contained, and spend … Continue reading
Chasing Vivid Dreams
Everyone has a point where they say ‘this is my limit’. This is where I stop, where I settle. These are the defined edges of my life. These are places I am not willing to go beyond. I live amongst people who’ve found their edges of their experience, who’ve defined their boundaries, who’ve found … Continue reading
These are EPIC times
He asked me the other day, ‘is there anything you cannot do?‘. No. In my mind I am an acrobat, a ballerina, a showjumper and a circus performer. I’m a psychic, a dreamer, a writer and an artist. I’m an entrepreneur, an explorer and a healer. I refuse to put limitations on my dreams … Continue reading
She Walks In Ancient Places
I was eight years old the first time I stood in this place. Eight years old when I walked in this ancient place and eight years old when I found my spiritual home. This is a place of myth and magic, a place where to just stand and breathe is a declaration of something greater, … Continue reading
When the spirit moves you
Sometimes in life, there are moments. Not ordinary moments but moments where everything inside you floats up like muslin on a summer breeze and your heart sighs and somewhere deep inside you a lock turns and everything shifts and you know that nothing in your life can ever be quite the same again. These moments … Continue reading
What I Want To Know
What I want to know is this … Where did all the magic go … Where are the space aliens, the flying cars and the dragons? When did we stop hiding out in caves and wishing to find smugglers and buried treasure? When did we stop dreaming about being the famous five and start … Continue reading
Of burnished leaves…
Physical attraction is just an introduction. It’s what says ‘hey, I’m here … SHARE yourself with me’. It isn’t just an end in itself, it’s a beginning, an opening, a blossoming. It’s a series of moments when your head and your heart seem to be working in perfect harmony to say “YES, give this … Continue reading
Through gingerbread walls
It wasn’t always like this. It wasn’t always full-to-the-brim with life-changing ideas flowing one after another like a multi-coloured rainbow of potential, and lying together in the early morning watching dappled sunshine on rustic century-old walls or playing each other at long distance scrabble and dancing around the kitchen making lemon tarts that make your … Continue reading
Because sometimes being a square peg in a round hole is the best thing
I’d given up on finding a name for the shape I was looking for, and thought the hole needed to be carved bespoke. I’d spent too long being other shapes that I had forgotten where my boundaries lay. I stopped seeing what was THERE. I had stopped listening to myself and asked the world what I … Continue reading
It’s time to get your groove on
Time to dance It’s time to dance. It’s time to let it all go, open it all up and let it all out. There’s no right and no wrong, there’s just you in the dark and the rhythm that flows through you, there’s just you in the moment when your mind is blank, your emotions … Continue reading
There is a time for fire…
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark. In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, the not yet, and the not at all, do not let the hero in your soul perish and leave only frustration for the life you deserved, but never have been able to reach. The world you … Continue reading
Be Generous of Your Self
Faith is integral. It sits inside you, defining and forming who you are. It’s the core of you and it makes you who you are. It’s individual and perfect and answers all the questions you have that you can’t articulate. When questions rise inside you: drenched in depth, darkness and doubt, your faith is what … Continue reading
Enter the Warrior Woman
Under the veneer of polish lies a wild woman, who is unfettered by expectation or status or material trappings. She listens to the beat of her heart and DANCES down the street to the rhythm that lives inside until her heart thunders inside her. This is a woman who can listen to the messages that … Continue reading
On Revolution
You watch me with bewitching eyes. I used to dream of your eyes, repeatedly, for years before they caught me that moonlit evening under a bridge. I would wake from dreams about indigo eyes in a way that tilted my world on its axis, and sent quakes running through my foundations until I became accustomed … Continue reading
Portraits and Promises
This is a year of promises, of journeying and most of all it’s a year of integrity. This year is about creativity, art, soul and giving it everything I’ve got. It’s about evolution and transformation and not playing it safe. As a mark of my promise to myself, I took a small step this afternoon … Continue reading
Love Makes You Beautiful
If you asked me to tell you a secret, it would be this: love makes you beautiful. I fell into love by accident, in an attic room behind a yellow door, many years ago. It overtook me like a wave and left me shattered in its wake. Nothing has been the same since that one … Continue reading