“Speak Your Heart – Unravel Your Life’s Purpose Through The Mysterious Language Of Your Soul”
As part of her Poetry With Purpose series, akka b. introduces poetic tools to help decode and access the specific gift/s we are all born with and ways to implement them in daily life.
Akka challenges her students to dive deep into the poetry of the heart, where fragments of personal story and experience are illuminated profoundly, and practically applied.
At the end of the two hour class, participants will have not only a more meaningful understanding of poetry, they will have an original poem – evidence of their renewed relationship to the unique expression of their soul.
BIO: akka b. was singing to trees well before she could talk, talking long before she could make words, and drawing perspective decades prior to finding confidence with a pen. Technically, her poetic artistry is 100% self-taught, yet she has been mentored by mystics from around the world, coaxed by luminaries, inspired by nature and called steadfastly to live and grow as an example of self-acceptance; self-love and self-expression. Her work stirs the heart and has been known to inspire dormant creativity in people of every age and echelon. Akka says, “Poetry is more than pretty words placed to impress, true poetry connects the dots between soul and world; it brightens, deepens, and cracks open the windows of intellect so we may experience the full range of our heart.” Intent on smashing open our world’s modern relationship to poetry, akka b. has been producing interactive poetry events, making videos (and speaking) about the creative/cathartic process and serving as mentor to budding writers. Her forthcoming book and CD are set for release in 2011.
Poem: I LOVE YOUR HEART Nervous Laughter Because I don’t know why Because you are taller than me? Because your smile is crooked, but your eyes are bright? Nerves I will probably hurt your feelings Because I don’t know what else to say And I don’t know what you want me to say And I want to give you something Because you deserve something But I don’t know what Or if I have it That thing That One Thing That people give each other And you are better at talking.. With words That fall out smooth Like Butterscotch And I am better at writing.. In secret journals Stored in dark rooms Like A potato akka b.