There’s Something in the Water.
I am held by an infinitely loving, maternal energy. Held by Gaia. No matter the weight I carried when I entered the water, now it is shared.
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Prayer for Water Protectors: Rebelles Stand with Standing Rock. {poetry}
Flood our parched spirit with life-giving water
and tears that soak, crack, sprout, and root
old shriveled up seeds of consciousness
to once again honor the source of our food
Truths from Standing Rock Camp.
Native Americans have lived a culture that links them intimately to Mother Earth. Their prayers align with Her. They know Her, therefore they can understand when She needs protecting and honoring, when enough really is enough. Everyone should listen to their advice on how to proceed into the ...
Waves of Caring from Afar.
The rise of each wave until reaching its full height to crash and rumble as the ocean pulled back the water and started again. For forty-five minutes, the ocean showed me how to allow feelings of fear and sadness to grow in intensity, until they crashed, let go and released. Emotions -- ...
Get Wet: Crash with Force into Your Purpose.
I often envision catching the tears of others in a beautiful bowl, and when the crying is done, I throw the tears to the heavens. They fly like diamond-drops to the angels, who grasp them and transform them into light. The angels beam that light right back into the original hearts. The heart is ...
We Are The Jewels At The Heart Of The Lotus.
Magic may not be visibly apparent at all times, but I believe that cultivating the inner light from which to perceive it is crucial.
My Tree and Bearer Of Water: Mama, I See You.
{source} Mama, I see you. And in you I see me because I am you and came from you. In the parts of myself I’ve pushed away with relentless strength, I see you too; my mirror and my mother, for all that you are and in all you are not. I regret the times I’ve made you feel small, because I’ve felt ...
When You’re Happy And You (Don’t) Know It…
You look at yourself, and realize that while you were busy entrusting the Universe with your happiness, the Universe, in all its wisdom, had been busy setting up these tests to make sure you can actually implement all that you’ve been observing along the way, and not just being theoretically ...
Through Wave And Flame, To Ashes And Puddles. {poetry}
With the tide, I pulled you to my depths.
The ebb and flow of my currents pulsed through us
and our toes curled like the waves crashing
on the shore.
The Barrage. {poetry}
Walls are heavy and impenetrable,
while freedom is light as a feather
and infinite…
yet it can be hard to carry.
Maybe because it can
lift you like a bird
to unimaginable heights
and unknown places
we otherwise would never reach.