Stepping Into The Mystery

Make Me A Channel Of Thy Peace

Quivers

Little dewdrops
lending life the lenses
magnifying magnificence
and wonder
cobwebs straining their strings
across the tips of green
ready to receive
the universe’s melody
Are they shivering?
Or is this a dance
of surrender?
A labyrinth
criss-crossed laser-beams
illuminated by the sun
I breathe in deeply
soaking in the sounds
as autumn plays her song
of change.

I didn’t ask for this! I always knew I was different, but this was a totally different story. While I am sitting in the morning sun, my cold fingers finding their way through the keyboard, I stop and reflect on the past weeks. One would think that I’d gotten used to all the crazy things that are happening in my life, yet I keep being surprised. Every day I find more wonders of our beautiful world. Right now, I am mesmerized by the way the wind plays the song of change, here, in the natural world, as well as in my inner world. The spiritual journey is a wild ride. I spiral deeper and fly higher. I twist and turn and stand still at the same time. I tumble like a leaf in the wind, screaming, kicking and shouting, but always finding myself landing on soft, solid ground. Embraced by the warmth of Mother Earth. Wrapped in Love. Headfirst, slumping into a pile of faith. 

Picture Credit: Author - Autumn teaches us so much

Dear Soul Friends,

I wish you a blessed Samhain and Happy Halloween! I have been a bit quiet the past weeks, as I had to sit with lots of opportunities to grow. Autumn is the season to turn inwards and reflect. The past months taught me that, together with all the things I feel drawn to, spiritual growth, mindset matters, meditation and mindfulness practices, children’s wellbeing and teaching, I am first and foremost a writer. I always enjoyed writing. I write because I am. I always dreamed about writing and publishing books and I am so blessed that I was able to pursue this dream - late - but time is an illusion. When I get into the flow and write, the words come naturally. Sometimes I craft them after, yet often, especially my poetry, seems to seep out of me like water finding its way through the tiniest cracks. Writing is a meditation for me, as I just watch my fingers orchestrating the tunes, my mind is often completely empty. I always felt that I am quite blessed that words come easily to me. Yet, I would never have thought that the universe would gift me a superpower.

If you know superhero movies, you are familiar with the initial resistance that the hero meets when consciously realising their power for the very first time. The superhero also knows that it is his or her duty to embrace the power and use it to make the world a better place. The desire to do good outweighs the weight of the lurking responsibility. 

There is no way around. 

There is no way out. 

The only way is in.

The circumstances of my life led me to attend a spiritual fair last weekend. What was intended to be just an opportunity to showcase my offers, would end up to be the most magical initiation that I could have imagined. When you have nothing to lose, you dare to try new things. These things often lead to unimaginable gifts. As I prepared for the fair, I felt the need to offer to write poems for people. “I wonder if I can pull off a poem on the go.”, this thought came seemingly out of nowhere. I remembered that I had some little cards with inspiring words on it, so I stuffed them into my bag alongside a few sheets of paper, thinking I would just play a little. When I set up my stall, I met a lovely woman who had a quick and magical talk with me. As she went back to her own table, I felt the need to practice writing a poem on the go. Thus, I sat down, set my intention to write a poem for her and pulled out three word cards. Then I watched my hand fly across the paper. I didn’t read it again. I put it away for later and decided that I would give it to her at the end of the fair.

Picture Credit: Author - I love to write

The day went on, me enjoying talking to people and even delivering a speech on how to see the world through Love’s eyes, when a little voice reminded me that nobody had asked for a poem so far. I looked up and saw a young woman. I asked her if she fancied a poem and she agreed. Again, I set the intention of writing for her, and pulled three cards when the magic happened again. I felt like hovering above my own body, watching myself writing at a speed that could just be described as a waterfall of words. Within a few minutes, the poem emerged and poured onto paper, leaving her and me astonished about the miracle. After I handed the poem to her, she took off, and I felt blissful and couldn’t stop smiling, while my mind tried to process what had just happened. A few conversations later, I headed off through the stormy dark of autumn, when it dawned on me: 

The universe handed me a gift. 

You don’t reject such gifts. 

It is my responsibility to pursue this superpower. 

This is what I am here for. 

This is what I need to do. 

With the morning, the doubts arrived. I could feel my whole body resisting the change. Me? A channel? Channeling poetry? Messages from the universe? I am not crazy! I didn’t ask for this! Why me? Yet, the magnificence of the gift didn’t cease to amaze me.

While I was carrying the seedlings of this new path around, cradling the beginnings in my shaking arms, I decided to put my gift to a test once more. My friends would be arriving at Dublin Airport late in the evening, so I took the chance to visit one of my favourite places in Ireland: Howth. I couldn’t shake the urge to grab pen and paper, prepare a sign and grab a warm coat. Determined to bring the world some Love, I made the decision to sit down and channel some poems for strangers. When I arrived in Howth, I found a relaxing spot at the beginning of Howth Cliffwalk. I sat down, meditated and started preparing. What can I say? I had the most beautiful day. The smiles, the open hearts, the conversations, the Love that was wrapping me and those beautiful strangers, each one unique and stunning in their own way, filled my soul with glee. When I made my way back after two hours of writing and at least 10 poems later, I saw dolphins jumping in the water. A culmination of a perfect day. There was no doubt. Who am I to ignore a gift that fills hearts with Love?

Picture Credit: Author - My favourite spot in Dublin - Howth Cliffwalk

Picture Credit: Author - Spreading some Love

Here I am, embracing this new part of my life to the fullest, ready to spread some Love. What will this look like? I am so excited to share this with you!

From now on you will be able to purchase a channelled poem from my website. Why would a channelled poem be beneficial to you? You could also go to a psychic and get some answers right away, without having to think about the meaning of words. True. Yet, the beauty of the poem is that the reader activates their own internal knowledge by reading it. Let’s be honest, words are cloaked with all kinds of meanings. Some words carry meanings that are not ours. We don’t see the world as it is, but how we are, Anaïs Nin said. We read words through our very own lens. This is why when you read a poem, there is always a trace of you interpreting the poem (which is why I hated it when we had to find “what the author intended to say” at school). Thus, when someone receives a channeled poem from me, their own soul will connect the dots in a way that is beneficial to them. 

Here is how it works:

You purchase the poem and all I need is your name and email address. Then I will perform a little ritual and let the magic unfold. You will get a handwritten poem in the mail, alongside a few surprises, plus you will receive a recording of the poem in the mail when I send off the package. You won’t be able to make a purchase on behalf of someone, because, like for all energy work, it is important for me to have consent about the order, but you can purchase gift certificates instead. I think it is a beautiful gift. Christmas is closer than you think! You can find my offers here.

Have a wonderful Samhain. 

May the wisdom of the ancestors embrace you and wrap you in their cloak of Love.

May the lights mirror the flame of passion that you carry inside.

May the warming colours and spices fill your heart with ease and peace.

May you be safe.

Thank you so much for reading!

Lots of Love,

Nicole

P.S. If you live in Ireland you can also visit me at the Holistic Health and Wellbeing Fair in Donegal on the 9th of November! Here I will offer my channelled poetry and you can watch me while I write. 

Here is a video that inspired the poem in the beginning of this article. Can you see the spiderwebs dancing?