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Connecting Souls

Please join Merrily in acknowledging the Yuin People, the Traditional Owners of the land on which Connecting Souls gathers and heals, and acknowledging all Traditional Owners of country throughout Australia. We recognise Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander peoples’ continuing connection to land, place, waters and community. We pay our respects to their cultures, country and elders past present and emerging.

Close to my heart


A Cry To Be Loved

Posted on January 13, 2013 at 6:45 PM Comments comments (0)
When someone leans in close
to whisper a bit of gossip
or to complain about this or that...
They’re telling you a story.
A story of
their wounds,
their fears,
of little things they dislike about themselves
but have yet to see.
Their whispers say...
Don't see me,
look away,
I am not enough...
In these moments my heart aches
and I’m filled with empathy and compassion.
I do not hear gossip
or complaining
only cries to be loved…

Finding My Way Home

Posted on January 9, 2013 at 6:55 PM Comments comments (2)
We are surrounded by "homeless" people.

Maybe you're "homeless" and you don't even know it. 

When events in our lives shatter our foundation we can unconsciously feel our bodies are no longer a safe place. 
This can happen in one earth shaking moment or it can be an insidiously slow barrage on our spirit.
We can end up living an "out of body" experience and not even realize it.

I've been "homeless" my whole life.
I have never been settle,
I've always been searching.

But as I put my shatter pieces back together I found that

everywhere I looked, I was already home
every friend I made was already family.

It was never the wrong place
or the wrong time
or the wrong person.
It was only that I had lost my way home...

to me.