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My Soul Speaks This is a space, to allow my soul to speak.

To touch some, but maybe not others.The content is wisdom emerging from my soul, my truth, my knowledge my deep inner stories.Some of it healing, some of if fun,the light resides within me as I find my way home.

~A Distorted View~You sat there, in your coral with your captive fewVoicing your opinion of a discriminatory vi...
18/09/2026

~A Distorted View~

You sat there, in your coral
with your captive few
Voicing your opinion
of a discriminatory view
Not seeing, the cringe
in the words that you spoke
Loudly volunteering your
denigration, as you spoke
Opinions of a few
you knew nothing about
An unintelligent lack, of
a broadened view
And as if, that conversation
was irritant enough
In a later conversation, that started
with politeness and report
You began, to again reveal
the superiority, of your space
Male entitlement, framed as truth
a ‘witch’ you claimed
In your democratic right
a ‘witch’ she was named
As a nasty slight
a ‘witch’ was she
For not walking
in your view
How dare, a woman think
herself, better than you
A woman, confident in her ability
to put you in your place
And shake the ground
on which your footsteps tread
Being commanding, and taking charge
was her character flaw
Reprimanding you-
and standing up for herself
A ‘witch’, because
she had a mind of her own
You looked down on her
because, she didn’t stay in her place
So- a personal slight-
to call her a ‘witch’
Was just a mirror
being held up to you
Your male arrogance-
and your male pride
Yes- she is fearless, yes- she is confident
yes, she upset you
And took up space….
meant for a- male?
And here we find you
sitting in your coral
Your captive audience
too complacent to disagree
You showed your lack of depth
and your shadow heart
I shall not stay in a place
with such toxic views
And so…..I leave you, and your mates
to your questionable fate
Because…I choose, who is near me
as I leave this disgraceful space.

by: Kim Helmore. 25.7.26
photo credit: Barnabas Davoti. ( Unsplash)

~ A pebble in your shoe~ A pebble in your shoe is the discomfort you seeTo be increasingly hurt by the invitation ...
18/09/2026

~ A pebble in your shoe~

A pebble in your shoe
is the discomfort you see

To be increasingly hurt
by the invitation of me

To see things- as they are
to touch the parts of you, that hide

To feel into this hurt
for I am, an invitation to move

A pebble in your shoe
just there, to be an irritant

To sting at the times
when you least, expect it

To curse me
for the discomfort, I bring

For the insight, I show you
that uncomfortable thing

To show you- your truth
to unwind your path

To be here, visible and….
to create discomfort, for who you are

To break away from expectations
to see a different face

To be an irritant
that’s constantly, in your face

A pebble in your shoe
That’s what I am to you.

by: Kim Helmore. 26.6.26
photo credit: Ian Edokov. ( Unsplash)

~I Have Been Hiding~I see that I, have been hidingThe hurt parts of meThey live in my shadowsAnd don’t want to be seenTh...
18/09/2026

~I Have Been Hiding~

I see that I, have been hiding
The hurt parts of me
They live in my shadows
And don’t want to be seen
They cower in the corners
And- leach into my energy
I need to befriend them
So they know- it’s ok to be seen
To live fully- not just, on one level
But to dive deeper
And test the threshold
To open-up, and know I’m here
To become more- expansive
That means- showing my flaws
I am a whole person
Anger is allowed- and needs a voice
For anger is what changes things
Movement-comes from anger
And expression of self
Movement, befriends, resistance
And allows all emotions to exist
Flow through your body
Don’t stagnate and stall
All emotion- moves through us
It’s how we stand tall
To honour ourselves
As expressions of passion- and joy!
As well as the harsher tones
We are people- we are human
We just need to move through these things
So we, become- light again
Open-up your existence
Dance in the rain
Beat the drum
And find the anger that flows
Understand it’s there
And, it need not grow
It exists- let it be free
Move through it
Let it enter and exit
And don’t be held, prisoner
To its power
Move- let it enter and exit
And let joy exist- as its mentor
What’s good in the world, will grow
And what’s not good- can go
We don’t give our fear power
We let it enter- express itself-
Move through us
And then, we let it go!

by; Kim Helmore. 2.6.26
photo credit: Dave Hoefler. ( Unsplash)

06/09/2026

Forgive those that harmed you...
For they were harmed too.
Forgive them
Not because you love them,
But because you choose
To love yourself.
Be free of burdens
Heavy emotions tucked away
In secret corners of your heart.
Oh, so heavy are hearts that carry secrets
Beautiful Soul Deep Woman
You deserve to be free
You deserve to see the world
Through the eyes of holy peace.
Gift it to yourself
Let it not take away what is good in you
Let it not strip you of your humanity
The sweet nectar of your soul
Because the world needs you
The world needs your kindness
Compassion and Love
So... become a safe space for yourself................................................
Poem by Archaeology for the Woman's Soul
Corina Andronache

~I allow myself to be held by the universe~With each breath of air, I allow the universe to enter my body. Each out brea...
24/06/2026

~I allow myself to be held by the universe~

With each breath of air, I allow the universe to enter my body.

Each out breath, takes away the stagnate, stillness, that is no longer needed.

My body pulses with life, as each breath refreshes me, and the universe, is complete.

Like the trees, people are connected to the ground, to the earth, and to the whole cosmos.

Our auric field, reaches out, to embrace each other- and I feel, I’m home.

When I am by myself- I have the whole human race in my heart.

I feel for each person, and know we grow, and expand together.

In breath- out breath.

Silence and noise are polarities, that exist in this world, and I honour them both.

Rejuvenation and action, both are required.

I trust, that the energies of the gods, and goddesses, are with me.

I love myself deeply- because, I am one with all.

I love myself- as I love all.

This is my call.

by; Kim Helmore. 12.3.26

photo credit: Racheal Williams. ( Unsplash)

~There is a kind of Grief~ There is a kind of grief, at the growing up of your child A moment where- you are not needed,...
24/06/2026

~There is a kind of Grief~

There is a kind of grief, at the growing up of your child
A moment where- you are not needed, but you are still required
You are in, the halfway house, trying to be, who you need to be
But still connected to, this little being
This little being, is all grown-up, and facing the world- the way you taught them too
A quiet grief- of not belonging to a world, in which they now exist
A knowing, that you are always connected, by showing your love and appreciation
And gazing at their life, knowing - that, you did good!
And wondering about the things, you neglected, failed, or left incomplete
The biggest experiment, that exists, is the world, of parenting
The world of loving, giving, and allowing their own becoming
Support, and love are undeniable, your saftey- always in my heart
For you are always my children, 27 and 30- still babes in my eyes
I delight in your joys, and feel sadness when you fall
Grief, always whispers- in the quiet moments, of the child I lost- for you to become, you!
My biggest joy is- that you live your life, the way you wish
This is the medicine, to which I exist, as I endeavour to be there with you
In your brightest of times, and your darkest ones too
Because -dear child, I will always love you.

by: Kim Helmore. 11.6.26
photo credit: Guille Pozzi. ( Unsplash)

~I am full of Life~I am full of lifeLife is full, within meA life of love, lives in meI am too full of lifeTo be half lo...
24/06/2026

~I am full of Life~

I am full of life

Life is full, within me

A life of love, lives in me

I am too full of life

To be half loved

I’m full of life

A life of grace, and embrace

I am so full of life

It exits my pores

I am embraced in life

Life and nature, are my cure

I am love- encased in life

I celebrate all - this joy!

I am too full of life

To accept a half love

You love me fully- or

You do not love me at all

I am life

I am love

And I embrace it all

Into my being- because……

I am too full of life

To be half loved!

by: Kim Helmore. 13.5.26
photo credit: Alexander Mass. ( Unsplash)

~There is a Fear- In our Psyche~There is a fear that existsFor all women, of the worldA fear of retributionWhich implies...
27/05/2026

~There is a Fear- In our Psyche~

There is a fear that exists
For all women, of the world
A fear of retribution
Which implies, we are HELD
Held by a law
Held by a faith
Held by an opinion
Which states- that something I said
Or something I did
Has the effect- of causing an action
A chain of events
That somehow- just being a woman
Wearing my clothes
Being alone in a space
Or speaking my voice
Allows some form of retribution
To be made
Like….to be a woman
You are summoning up
An undesirable event
In the form of hate
The fear is real, in our psyche
That someone- with ill intent
Would be lurking nearby
That the wolf, attracted to Goldilocks
Beautiful red cape
Was lurking, ready to undo
Her beautiful day
This is the fear, of our psyche
A story told, and believed
And reinforced, through the years
Told to little girls……
That only boys, can be brave
To be a woman
You should not, be bold
That you will attract
An unwilling event
You must stay, in your place
You must stay, out of sight
So, we as women
We learn to shrink
We don’t be bold
We learn to be safe-
And we don’t, walk alone
So we hide our bodies
And shrink, into the wall
We don’t allow ourselves
To be noticed- and we don’t stand tall
Because, in the psyche of a woman
Retribution will call
And this is where we stand
As we ask for this wound, to be seen
For our men, to understand
It’s been there so long
All that we ask
Is that you help us, to heal
So give us, some dignity
Help us, speak up for our rights
And do not be afraid of
A woman in flight
She is not, their to be feared
She’s looking for embrace
Shine on, beautiful woman
Break your shackles
Stand hand in hand
Stand alongside- the men
And show them, that you
Can share the same space
To lift up your heart
And, lift up your heads
Don’t shrink into the distance
Be brave, instead
To fly, like an Eagle
And- let your voices be herd
To embrace, this together
And show our children
We can….. be herd!

by: Kim Helmore. 30.4.26
photo credit; Samuel Morgenstern. Unsplash

~I Have Thoughts Too!~ What do you think I do?…..and why would you care? Your day, I’d filled with important thingsWhils...
27/05/2026

~I Have Thoughts Too!~

What do you think I do?
…..and why would you care?
Your day, I’d filled with important things
Whilst I just sit and stare
I fuss about, and wash and clean
With a baby on my hip
And another tugging at my skirt
….never loosening her grip
Fitting in everything, seems
Like an unattainable task
Babies, now fed- and fast asleep
And I need to take a rest
With toys on the floor
And a mess to clean
And food, that missed its mark
I need to take some - time out
To re-ignite my spark
A little rest
To support myself
Is exactly what I need
But, each and every murmur
Has me flinching at my knees
Toys to clean
Floors to mop
And dishes in the sink
And now, let’s see what’s next…..
I have an hour to spare
To do something, that brings me joy
But…….. half way in-
The babies will stir
And I’ll loose my train of thought
So I’ll be content
With a cup of tea
…….to sit here on the couch
Now….. babies awake
Nappy change
And feeding time begins
Food on the floor
Dishes in the sink
And……..it all begins again!

by: Kim Helmore. 18.4.26
photo credit; Luiza Braun. Unsplash

~My Roots~My roots are growing, where no-one else can seeMy roots are expanding, and empowering my thoughtsMy roots, rea...
27/05/2026

~My Roots~

My roots are growing, where no-one else can see
My roots are expanding, and empowering my thoughts
My roots, reach deep, into the richness of the earth
Grounding me, in presence, and connecting me to self
My roots, offer me love, and solidify my goals
My roots nurture my body, and strengthen my mind
My roots are growing, but no one is aware
The quietness of their solitude, strengthens and repairs
My roots are made to honour, all that I am
To show me what’s important, and let go of my ‘must haves’
Because, in the quietness of sitting in this space
I see, much more…..
Love, honesty, and quietness of embrace
Sitting in this moment, I have everything I need
My roots are there to teach me…..
I AM all… that I can be!

by: Kim Helmore. 17.4.26
photo credit; Nicole Geri. Unsplash

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