The work I do with many of my clients involves connecting to the inner child, honouring her, and speaking up for her.

At the end of  an EFT session recently, when my client had been connecting to her little one, I asked her if she would consider writing a poem through the eyes of her inner child about a particular memory.

She agreed and what she emailed me was so beautiful that I asked her if I could share it on my blog, and she agreed!

Ecstasy in the cloudburst
(as we all walk back to the bank after our lunch break around the table of grandma)

hot summer day filled with
the excitement of the shower in preparation
hot soil
hot concrete
hot air
huge, fat, warm drops
tapping on our heads, noses and lips
then the sudden outburst of the clouds,
down pouring warm water
barefoot in the puddles
freely chasing fun in the warm
water swelling and running then overflowing at the
sidewalk bricks

it is not a shower, not a downpour

it is a cloudburst!

howling, screaming in ecstasy,
running from growing puddles to puddles
overflowing everything
enjoy the touch of the warm flow of fresh, exalted water
on our hair and skin
we all are in bikinis, swimming suits on the streets
the touch of the mixture of sensations,
thunderbolts and lightening
the frenetic sound, majestic noise
of downpour – as the water is hitting the leaves, the concrete
and anything,
the gentle but powerful twinkling on our sole and feet while
devouring the strokes of hot water splashes
and the touch of the soft warm concrete

the visual marvel of the dancing, fluctuating water-curtains
fluid water-walls
the sparks in our eyes
the laughter of overflowing joy and
the absolute freedom of the moment

I secretly enjoy something else as well
now we all resonate together – adults and children -
we all are drunk with joy

upheld by the skin of Mother Earth beneath
soaked by the warmth of watery strokes of Father Heaven above
exalted by the magnificent cosmic concert grandioso
convinced once again that Nature is above human (the un-awakened)
secretly in admiration to Her I bow

Kripamaya