Initiations open me wide
Snowy mountains
And great pyramids
Ancient roads
And modern vistas
With these two feet I walk
Feeling the energy of life pulse through
Opening all the places
I've been saying 'No'
And in this awareness
I feel there's so much more to go
My prayer rings out
Release all the parts of me
That cling to pain
I'm ready to dance the dance
And find immense pleasure
In the pouring rain
I imagine days gone past...
Walking around this small medieval town
I imagine days gone past
Where beauty was honoured and valued
Craftsmanship was of high quality
Stones built into buildings
Stand for hundreds of years
Details everywhere I look
Feel romantic and luxurious
And then I remember
These buildings were built
Even before the witch trials
Herbalists and healers
Were dragged out of these homes
And burnt alive
Simply for the crime
Of being powerful women
So then I'm grateful
And wonder what it will take
To have beauty and freedom merge
Imagining a future
Where it all comes together
Where all live in peace
Where all live in beauty
May we create this time
Right here
Right now
The King Lives Within
And there it is
The part of me
That can feel your lips
On mine
Tantalizing me
Of a future
I cannot yet see
But there in that moment
I have a choice
To put my energy outward
And search in longing
Or to call upon my warrior within
Proud brave and true
He lives inside me
Just like you
I call upon him to merge
With my feminine essence
Knowing I am male and female
And as I bring him in
Call him out
He teaches me
I don't need you
I want you
But I don't need you
There is a difference
Oh my dear
There is
A big
Difference
And so I will play
Getting to know the man within
For he'll always be with me
He is my true King
He embodies all
All the masculinity there is
And you
Are a function
Of Him
Not to diminish you
For your light is true
But to claim you as King
Would not be real
For the King and the Queen
Already live
Happily in my heart
It is I who must feed them
And make sure
They're never apart
The water is turquoise and perfect. ~ His amber eyes are full of presence
You know those moments
Where everything just falls into place
The water is turquoise and perfect
His amber eyes are full of presence
The sun hits my skin just right
And it feels a little
Like heaven
And yet
You know it's fleeting
Life will continue to flow
This way and that
And the moment slips through our fingers
Never meant to last
Because life
Does not work like that
I decided
Today
I would not worry
or fret
About what was
Or what is to be
But I would let myself understand
That it is me
That makes life
Happy
I am the center
Of all I live
And in every moment
I choose to see
Divine perfection
Deciding not to long for days past
But to embrace the tides
Years ago
I would have been content
To dwell
In longing
But I'm changed now
I know too much
Life is too good
To waste
Longing for
What was
Let's open to the flow
It's only natural for things to go
But this moment offers everything
Just as it always has
Just as it always will
Enter Your Divine Ray ~ Let The Shadows Ignite With Love
The Divine ray has come,
To pierce through all of
your illusions,
The ways you cling to your shame and cry,
"Not me! Not I! I have wronged!
I am not whole, not innocent!"
The shadow, perceived as deeply real,
As deeply right,
And you,
Deeply sure,
That you,
Are not enough.
You await when the divine ray will come deeper,
And see,
The truth of who you are,
Of what you hold deep within,
And turn away in disgust,
Huffing and hawing as it whispers,
"Not you, you are not ready,
For the feast of unconditional love,
You are not Pure,
Enough."
And yet,
When the time came,
For the Divine ray to illuminate all of your shadows,
She turned to look at you,
Awake in Her beauty,
And instead cried,
"Oh! My child!
This,
Is gold to me,
Thank you"
And then, she swept you,
On a tide of gold, red, and white,
To the infinite bounty
of your beauty,
Showing you,
That in truth,
You are deeply human,
And deeply not,
And your shadows,
Are the compost,
That will heal the world,
When transmuted.
Thank you for your shadows sweet sisters and brothers,
The time has come,
That we may set them free,
And be washed in love.
Kali I Hear You
Kali, I hear you,
Soft and sweet against my ear,
Is what you are not.
A raging cascade of emotion,
Unafraid of it's power,
Rising stronger and stronger,
Until illusions are cut clear.
Bathe me in clear sight,
Give me the power of the dark night,
I will be your willing servant,
And in this offer, I too, bow.
For our human egos must be slayed,
A facade, causing ruin, to our perfect days,
And in this quest, the truth will rise,
Never afraid of packaged lies.
The force of you in me,
Is all I hear,
So let us be one,
Let us stare at the fear.
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Kali-Ma, Your Snake Wraps Around Me
Photo by Marnie Recker
Kali-ma
They feast on illusions,
Drunk with lies,
They're convinced, will keep them,
Safe.
Kali-ma
Your snake wraps around me tight,
It won't let me sleep at night,
Until the fire in my belly,
Is one with the flame of truth.
Kali-ma
The way they deny it angers me,
The primal yearnings,
The kindergarden learnings,
Of what not to do,
And how not to act.
Kali-ma
Eat me alive, chew me whole,
I am your willing victim,
Your princess of the night.
Kali-ma
Eat me up, and spit me out
Until in the truth,
We find delight.
Intense Like the Monsoon Rains
Intense.
It runs in her veins.
She's tries to cradle it.
To hide it + keep it.
But like a raging river swelling up higher,
In the monsoon's all encompassing rains,
Her fierce determination to feel,
Is all there is,
Is all there will ever be.
It will take her over,
Eat her up,
Spit her out,
Ravage her soul,
Uproot her life.
And there on the ground lying,
Thirsty for understanding,
Broken with despair,
She rises,
And without a pause,
She'll keep walking,
She doesn't care.
Because She knows there is a place,
Beyond time and space,
That She is serving.
The echoes of her family,
Etheric, but real as can be,
Ripple in and open her,
To her mission,
Of raw authenticity.
