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climb a hill instead

Another poem to help you through the days ahead

The Mountain

If the mountain seems too big today

then climb a hill instead.

If the morning brings you sadness

it’s ok to stay in bed.

If the day ahead weighs heavy

and your plans feel like a curse,

there’s no shame in re-arranging,

don’t make yourself feel worse.

If a shower stings like needles

and a bath feels like you’ll drown,

if you haven’t washed your hair for days,

don’t throw away your crown.

A day is not a lifetime

a rest is not defeat,

don’t think of it as failure,

just a quiet, kind retreat.

It’s ok to take a moment

from an anxious, fractured mind,

the world will not stop turning

while you get realigned.

The mountain will still be there

when you want to try again,

you can climb it in your own time,

just love yourself ’til then.

by Laura Ding-Edwards

Hope spreads its butterfly wings

Hope

I found this poem whilst looking through some folders. It provides a light during these strange times when many of you may feel this lockdown to be a real challenge. We can’t be with you at the moment, but all our volunteers are thinking of all our group members and their carers and wish you well.

Hope

spreads its butterfly wings

tentatively, cautiously

it takes its flight.

Delicate, beautiful fragility

it dances in the morning breeze.

Hope

rays of colour, light

glimpses of a brighter day

enjoy its touch

feel the caress

breeze caused by butterfly wings

Hope

not to be clutched at

do not grasp it too tightly

afraid to let it go,

Life continues, hope remains,

seen or unseen the dance goes on.

Hope

the butterfly emerges

at times drawing near

other times tantalisingly out of reach.

Fragile yet battling even the strongesr

breeze,

Not easily destroyed.

Hope

can you see it?

Can you feel it?

Open your eyes

welcome it here

hope comes

in the beat of butterfly wings.

by Kate (2005)

Music

Collectively written poem from Wellbeing Day 2018

Love …..Respect………”I am”

Life is ultimately personal, human

Mind, body, soul, freedom.

Freedom is golden, freedom is difficult

The body needs nurtured: this will lead

to self-acceptance.

Helping, connected, unexpected light

Being comfortable with outside silence

Grounded, change,

Communication is music, should be honest.

This poem was created collectively by the group attending the Wellbeing Day on Saturday April 28th 2018. The group consisted of some of our group members past and present, some of our volunteers and some of our carer members. The task was led by Francine Dulong of BodyGossip.