I have very few memories of my youth. It’s an odd thing, but I remember very particular details, very painful moments, and very random conversations. Other than that, most of my memories in from grade eight to adulthood have vanished. I’m unsure if this is due to trauma, trauma therapy, or the act of something greater than myself (Source) removing memories that no longer serve me r my journey. Maybe it’s intended to encourage me to look and move forward. Or maybe it’s just early onset dementia, who knows!

I have one specific memory in high school with a rather tough, cold English teacher. I was always a poetry writer; it was my way to navigate my emotions (usually sad, disconnected, or lovelorn) and I kept them in multiple journals (I wonder where they are; I cannot even remember what they looked like, but I can practically picture the words on the lined pages). I filled books with my poetry. They were a vulnerable piece of my soul.

One day, I asked this teacher if he could look at one of my poems. I told him I loved writing poetry and hoped to release them into the world one day. He looked at my poem – one about being completely destroyed by unrequited love – and he told me it was messy, lacked any form, was just verbal vomit of teenage emotions, and could not be called a poem at all. From that point forward, I never considered myself a poet.

So, the release of this new poetry book of mine, The Cosmic Whispered Verses of Awakened Motherhood, is more than just a book of poems. It is me reclaiming my identity as a poet. It’s me making a statement that poetry is soul-speak, and it doesn’t need to fit into a box to be called poetry. It’s me stepping into author shoes that always felt like they fit and accepting that they may look a little strange to someone else. It’s a vulnerable vomit of my soul out of my body on paper, with the hopes that the verses might be a small mirror to souls walking the same path as me.

I picked this release date, 24/04/24, for it’s mirror-like qualities. It felt lucky. I didn’t realize that it was also landing on a Full Moon in Scorpio which brings with it transformative and introspective energies (and an insane fatigue and ongoing headache…). For Aquarians Sun Signs, in particular, this full moon asks you to release negative patterns and old belief systems — I am releasing this one with the release of my book: that I am not a poet.

I am a poet.

And here is my soul, bound in a paperback book — I hope you love it.

xx C

Writing this poetry book.