We are often taught to be caught up in the everywhere and when but here and now – rather than secure in our own centres as ourselves.

We are often taught to be caught up in dramas and dichotomies – rather than secure in our own field of energy.

We are often taught to be negative or positive – rather than secure in neutral.

So why are we a mess in need of doctors rather than relying on our own healing abilities, being accident-free and in tune with nature?

We are often taught to be shy of our own flame – rather than hold it as our own and let go.

We are often taught to be afraid of our own shine – rather than add to it and enhance the vibrations around us.

We are often taught to be nervous of our own moment – rather than be broad and tall in it.

So why are we seeking analysts, therapists and education services that may do us more dumbing down that real enhancement of our intelligence?

We are often taught to be unreal – to be stuck with beliefs that fail us, over and over again.

So why are we repeating lessons til we’re blue in the face?

We are often taught to be hypocritical and critical – rather than embrace what is and adjust easily.

So why are we attracting what we don’t really want?

Just imagine how different it could all be if we changed one thing?

Just imagine how fresh it could all be if we plugged that hole and let ourselves be free.

With the hole plugged i rise and shine

Without it i’m glued to something that doesn’t like me

With the hole plugged i happy and dance

Without it i’m sad and stuck in a bog

With the hole plugged i sing and play

Without it i’m suicidal and stop breathing fully

With the hole plugged i feel i am love

Without it i sense nowhere is safe

With the hole plugged i quit that thing

Without it i’m far too dependent to give it up

With the plug in place the panic goes away

With the hole left open i am at a loss

With the plug in place my central nervous system can rest

With the hole left open i am a wreck

With the plug in place i can be myself

Without it i am drawn into patterns that may not serve me well

With the plug in place i am free and natural

Without it i am driven by beliefs that can not serve me well

With the plug in situ i am honest in communication

Without it i am enslaved by dishonesty

With the plug in situ i am clear in mind

Without it i am craving dissatisfaction

With the plug in situ i am embodied and calm

Without it i am distanced and distancing

With the plug in situ i am engrossed in what i do

Without it i am prone to abuse and self-destruction

With the plug in situ i am impossible to displace

Without it i am possibly the worst i can be

With me safely plugged in i can relax and take it easy

With the holes making me ignite i am frantic

With me safely plugged in i can adjust with ease

With the holes making me disastrous i am screwed

With the plug in i am able to enjoy serendipity

Without it i am dependent on controls

With the plug in i am able to be at one with nature

Without it i am dependent on rules

With the plug in i am able to produce great stuff

Without it i am in a spin

With the plug in i am able to promote myself

Without it i am a liability

With my aura complete it’s all lush land lush

With my aura in shreds i’d hunt me down and kill me

With my aura complete it’s all in tune and faith

With my aura wide open it’s all empathy and morphing

With my aura complete i can feel who i am

With my aura encompassing everything and everyone i know what’s going on

With my aura complete it’s easy to function

With my aura reaching into every shadow of every shadow i sense what’s needed

With my aura complete it’s relatively easy to move forward

With my aura stretching beyond normal or safe i sometimes need help

Without the nervousness i am like a free woman

With it i subject myself to stupidity

Without the nervousness i need to substitute for presence

With it i protect myself with envy

Without the nervousness i relax into my song

With it i project trauma and instability

Without the nervousness i am centred and calm

With it i clam up and claim co-dependencies

Without the nervousness i am clear and well

With it i damn myself and all who stop me damning myself

With the nervousness in check

i can breathe easy

With the nervousness in check

i can be in the moment

With the nervousness in check

i can belong to the one

that loves to hold me well

With the suppression gone

i can relieve myself with expression

and beam into and out of my orb

With the suppression gone

i can be full in myself

and be done with the scream of the ill

With the suppression gone

i can be fluid and flowing

and be real with each moment in peace

With the suppression gone

i can be candid and laugh a lot

and be light enough to dance with my flame

With the suppression in place

i am stuck with my own stupidity

and have no way to live with my grace

With the suppression in place

i am loathe to relax

unless i am bent with cravings and desire

With the suppression in place

i am a creative with a view

that tells the tale

of why we need to be sorted

rather than snort at derision

and attack each other like the children of people

who know no better than to idiot

With the aggression taken care of

nothing holds me off centre

With the fear put in its place

nothing makes me ignite

With the bite given its chew

nothing gives me grief

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to fear and know what it is

to live in the dark

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to addict and know what it is

to live with insecurity

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to obsess and know what it is

to live with a bruised ego

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to fixate and know what it is

to live with a fetish mind

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to forgive nothing and know what it is

to live with the motivation of a convicted innocent

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to forgive everything and know what it is

to have a paradise mind

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to be who i am and know what it is

to have fullness

With the love of a chosen child

i can pretend to be Amber la Chi Chi and know what it is

to have eternal youth

With the heart of an earth mother

i can pretend to adopt every lost child

and know what it is to breathe hope into each one

With the heart of an earth mother

i can pretend to receive the love of every saved child

and know what it is to breathe life into me

With the heart of an earth mother

i can pretend to have a hive that creches every spiritual being

and know what it is to breathe happiness into each moment