Tag: miriam miles

  • Breaking up with productivity

    Breaking up with productivity

    Dear Productivity, I am breaking up with you. Sorry, it’s not me, it’s you. In fact, I am breaking up with the band and going solo. Please let Time Management, Goal Setting, Getting Things Done and Busyness know while I appreciate their companionship, I have to move on.

  • God is still speaking

    God is still speaking

    I have been through many seasons of hearing from God and this one is certainly one of the more challenging ones! But please be encouraged by this. On January 12th I was in church and felt prompted to write something down. This is what I felt God say to me, and I thought it was…

  • Compassion

    Compassion

    Life is but a choice or two…

  • The Colliding

    The Colliding

    Exploration of The Colliding and how this poem came about and what it means.

  • Poles

    Poles

    Exploration of the poem, Poles, published in poetry collection Phoenix.

  • Scorched

    Scorched

    On the train to Canberra the soil drowns in sunshine and not a lick of water can be found to quench the thirsty land.

  • Polymorphic Harmony

    Polymorphic Harmony

    It is a gift we humans have, to be able to ponder our own thoughts

  • Hail

    Hail

    She throws herself down in great torrents, aching to crack it open and she gulps,

  • Heat

    Heat

    It’s not my fault, she implores as  she flings herself across the tinder licking up the final drips of moisture, crying over every molecule ignited by her rage as her heart burns the land,

  • Unafraid

    Unafraid

    I was fearless once. When my words spilled out recklessly, wild, untended – a garden let loose. Nothing else mattered but the words as they grew from my deep and flowered, majestic in their exuberance.

  • The power of thinking for yourself

    The power of thinking for yourself

    When we believe someone or something has authority over us, we find ourselves saying we ‘have to, we must, we should, we ought to’. We are giving this something or someone else the power over our time, energy, resources and directio

  • Looking with eyes closed

    Looking with eyes closed

    This post does not pull any punches. It’s about homelessness, the reality of self and personal agendas. It is not targeted at anyone but myself and the experiences I have recently had on this topic. I realise it may not sit well with people. Please consider your responses before you comment. I appreciate you reading my…