Falling down that Hill (From Sense to Nonsense)

I listen with my conscious mind,
I explore with searching questions,
To help you recover your deeper truth,
Which is your truth not mine, that's right,
I validate your world with all my being,
Seeing you,
Hearing you,
Feeling you move,
And then when it is my turn to speak,
I switch off my conscious mind,
For all it wishes to do is tell you how clever it is,
I turn on my unconscious, all knowing mind,
With poetry, imagination, vague artistry and sleight,
I speak to that part of you which also knows and believes,
English for the English,
French for the French,
Different languages for different people in different lands,
Dancing pairs that glide and exchange and flow,
Balancing on one leg with arms outstretched,
A physical crossing and re-crossing of arms and square pegs,
In square holes, round pegs in round holes,
That's right and this is all that is left behind,
For how else could you walk or recognise my face

(Union Jack and Jill went up the hill,
To fetch a tumbler of water,
And they didn't fall down,
For they were wearing crowns,
And they lived happily ever after).

(I had fun writing this! It is just playing around with the concepts of the conscious and unconscious minds which is my current fascination in coaching. More and more when I coach I try to listen with my conscious mind and speak with my unconscious mind and this poem tries to explain why. The conscious mind is great at paying attention to things, focussing upon the words, the sights and the personal impact of the coachee. The conscious mind can also design searching questions that prompt the listener to recover the more detailed and specific experience of their personal reality. As you listen so intently then it is easy to drop into a trance. As the coachee drives deeper into their internal experience it is easy to drop into a trance also, that's right. Then when speaking, do not disturb the trance with the vain posturing of the conscious mind. Switch it off and speak from that place where we all write poetry - the unconscious mind. French for the French. English for the English. Find the balancing point of conscious listening and unconscious speaking to trigger the awesome resources of the coachee's unconscious mind - the resources that taught them how to walk without a user manual and enables them to recognise up to 10,000 faces ( see http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2004/dec/13/sciencenews.research ). The last portion of the poem in brackets is either nonsense or it is a distorted nursery rhyme with a hidden meaning or it points a way forward to a better way of being that doesn't end in tears. You decide.)