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I would like to share with you a poem that I wrote in 2008.  I have chosen to publish it today as the Lions gate begins its opening.

This is a time now where we must let go of that which weighs us down.  A time to lift ourselves up and know that freedom and happiness is a choice that we can make no matter how insurmountable that mountain seems to climb.  Even the toughest summit is conquered by putting one foot in front of the other, one step at a time.  Sometimes there are set backs, that is ok, but we get up, hold on and find within a deep strength to begin with another step.

The poem was written in the early days of my Reiki journey and whilst I had a piece of paper to say that I was a Reiki Master I was yet to grasp the true meaning of this title as a way of being rather that something to be done.

This was a time in my life when I felt totally trapped living in a narcissistic marriage.  Reiki was a rock that I clung to for a very long time, albeit very quietly as it was frowned on by my then husband.  I also wrote down thoughts and feelings in a journal and in poems.  I do not profess to be a great poet, although I would love to be!  Writing, painting and Reiki were the things in my life that were mine alone – my own private world, a place where I could be me.

At this time in our history many people have told me that they feel trapped by invisible bars, perhaps my earlier experience was a good education for these times.  I now realise that those bars I was experiencing all those years ago could have been taken down, I had the key all along, it was fear keeping me in jail!

If you are feeling trapped for whatever reason, find just one thing that you can do.  Reach out, if you can’t find YOUR thing.  Sport, the arts, cooking it doesn’t matter what is is so long as you find some solace in it.

Know that all things are transient and no matter how bad a storm is it will not stay the same forever.

One step at a time, one minute at a time, one day at a time. Focus on even the tiniest thing to be grateful for and allow that seed of gratitude to grow.

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