Whilst attempting to categorise the zillions of poetry in my iPhone notes section I came across the following ditty. It made me smile and feel a touch melancholic at the same time as it feels like such a long time since I was last able to breath in sea air!
I am a Creative Life & Leadership Coach, Creative Workshop Facilitator, Podcaster and Poetess. I am absolutely passionate about my work and love helping women to heal anxiety and to connect to their Creative Fire and to fully experience and express their uniquely feminine power. If you would like to experience the transformative experience of being coached by me email me, samallencoachingcreatively@gmail.com for a free, no-obligations demo session.
I began writing poetry on a daily basis when I lost my Father back in 2015 and I haven't stopped since. Writing in nature is as much a part of me as brushing my teeth and I am so very grateful for this outlet in my life.
Aside from all things poetic, I am a jogger, a hiker, a creative mover and I also co-lead an online Untaming Femininity Tribe for women wishing to explore their femininity on their own terms. View all posts by Sam Allen Creative Coach
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Sorry meant to write thanks 🙂
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