When we pay attention to the little nudges we are being guided towards a much deeper and more significant reality than we see on the surface.
Writings
Holy Mother – Prayer of the Separate Self
Prayer to the Holy Mother: Poetry by Candace Kirby
Shoes at the Door
Shoes at the Door: Poetry by Candace Kirby
Nervous System Reminders for the Holidays
Nervous System Reminders for the Holidays: by Candace Kirby
Always the Same
Mostly I don’t have a clue what to do next so I listen and when it becomes clear that action is required I act but not one second before.
I’m Still Holding Her
I never really understood that not being able to read the cues of toxic or abusive behaviour was a trauma response.
This Place Where I Sit
This Place Where I Sit: Poetry by Candace Kirby
The Soul of this Moment
Just for a moment I invite you to be unhurried. Be slow and quiet. Lean in and listen to what’s below the noise.
There is Grace in Waiting
I lit a candle this morning for me, for you and for all of us who are dealing with the impact of trauma. For the numbness that leaves us absent and longing for what we often can’t even name.
Sanctuary for the Heart Monthly Reflections – Sept. 2023
I wish you a gentle and kind relationship with yourself as you navigate these challenging times.