Here at the end of my journey I stand,
Notebook in front of me
Pen in my hand
Here to record so the world can see
What the breath has done for me
When I started this road
I was all in my head
Now don't get me wrong
I'm still very well read!
But what has become clear
As I've gone along
Is all in my head
Can make me all wrong
I'm here, can't you feel
My stomach used to shout
If you don't listen to me
I'll give you no reason to doubt
That I can guide you
And help you to decide what to do
Listen to me, listen to me
You're not listening.......
Spend the day in the loo!
Now I listen to my tum
And breathe into my gut feel
It helps me to decide
What is truly real
And by connecting this way
I know when I should stop
When it's ok to push myself
And when really it's not
Hurrah, hurrah said my head
Now tum is helping her to see
I don't need to send her to bed
Before she over worked me
She expected me to do it all
I'd tell her I'd had enough
But still on me she'd call
And I'd have to get tough
So I'd send her to bed
With the migraine from hell
I thought that would teach her
To use me, tum and heart as well
But it turns out what she needed
Was something called the breath
Once she had that
She wasn't so deaf
So now when something is wrong
I barely need to murmur
And when the heart joined
She became a really quick learner
When she consults heart, gut & mind
It means she'll make decisions
Like she's on Mastermind!
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