Leading by Example

Peacock Poetry

The way that my Dad was in the world inspires me on a daily basis. He was so true to his values and in turn valued all of those around him and made them feel loved ants special. A couple of months ago during an embodied movement practice, I felt his presence very strongly as did the other participants and I wrote the following poem straight after the session.

Example

My Dad was the sort of man

who talked about his feelings

He taught me that to name my emotional experience was a human right

and this was the most important gift

I have ever received

or ever will.

My Dad was the sort of man who listened more than he spoke

who gave more than he took

and who lit up a room through the humility of his presence.

When I was a skinny, spotty sixteen year old squirming…

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