God, sometimes it is easy to lose track of what’s important in life.
Sometimes it’s easy to lose track of who is important in life.
The world is so full of incredibly intrusive external and internal factors, most of them we don’t even realise are doing damage to our hearts.

Sobering days, lessons in gratitude (of which I have become increasingly aware), finding the enriching elements in this mad world.. whilst not forgetting that the rest of the world exists.. can be a tricky balance.

Your heart is yours, and for yours.


In My Defence – 29 Mar 19

A new single…. very excited to share this song next week! A song about wondering why you do the things you do. A song about craving the rush of things that are bad for you, and standing playing chicken with the train a la Stand By Me and revelling in that rush of air.

A song to bop a little broken heart to ♡ reminding yourself that you are human.




This made my heart swell..

Song Poem
– Allan Ginsberg

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
a miracle,
in imagination
till born
in human–
looks out of the heart
burning with purity–
for the burden of life
is love,

but we carry the weight
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.

No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love–
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
–cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:

the weight is too heavy

–must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.

The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye–

yes, yes,
that’s what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.