How could we not Believe

Damp earth rich in fertile soil

I am pregnant with potential

Dew drops slide down your branches rich with salty soma

Eyes close as I sip in a deep inhale of calmness exhaling relaxation

warm breeze dances on my tan skin

moist air curls my hair

I feel you in and out

So beautiful how could we not believe

We stand up for our mother clinching our hands together so tight

this circle shall not be unbroken

One day harmony will come and we will all feel that breeze on our skin and curl in our hair and feel at home

Dont ever give up

Where the path will take you

The nights are long and dark as the new moon throws her black velvet cape over me

I dig deep to the root

Finding compassion for myself in the darkness of these rooms

Feeling grateful for the alone time to explore

This is not for the fearful or timid

What you may find is not to your liking

This journey cant always be an easy ride

The key is to  release these patterns we hold so deep and dark

For when we release the darkness new light can shine through

Dont you see it is all good its only our mind that tells us different

I will tell you this, if your journey takes you into those dark forbidden woods

Know that if armed with love and compassion you will come out safe on the other

Round and round

This circle we have drawn in our mind

We blindly follow its path

not realizing it leads us to the same spot we started

This is not the journey I wish to take

That circle that I have drawn is what restricts me to reaching you

why must I make the circular track deeper

The Devil reminds me that I must break these chains that bind me

Then the empress will arise as my midwife and allow the birth of new ideas and thoughts to come flowing about

I see that light when im in a dark tunnel and always know that tunnel is only a lesson and that my journey is to always reach the light at the end.


Life is a lesson

Namaste

She bleeds

Lets take off our masks and shed our layers of armor

Lets stop taking chemicals to hide our truth

Wipe off your make up and burn your bra

slip into something more comfortable

what are we hiding from?

I bleed because im a woman and how beautiful is that

what if we spent time together in a tent when the moon is becoming new

Something our sisters have done before us

Lets be free to feel

Free to know who we are and to do things for our inner self

Why must we listen to these false words we have been conditioned to think are true

Lets make a stand and come back to us

Come back to the source

Come back to the earth

We are women and we are strong

I breathe for you

Dear quiet breathe that flows freely through this flesh

you began slow and weary 

your heat was burning  deep within my roots 

with age and wonder of the light you grew 

your luster began to sparkle as illusion began to fade away

turning into a woman I learn how to deepen you and use you to connect to the highest light 

As I deeply inhale I take in your sweet nectar, when I exhale I let go of of what binds me 

closing my eyes I sink deeper within and visualize a form of you 

seconds feel like hours until i let go and forget time 

Just to feel you for a moment brings me that much closer to a  release 

Shhhhh theres no need for words let the silence do the talking 

A mothers touch

I stand here alone in the garden breathing in the sweet perfume of the earth 

What a familiar and comforting smell 

She wraps her arms around me as I close my eyes 

My feet sink deep into the soil and I feel grounded yet weightless 

The leaves dance back and forth and I as well begin the move  

The birds sing me a song, a song about how it used to be 

A song of long ago when the mother was not being harmed and life lived in harmony working together as one

For that moment in time I didnt feel the weight of the world.

I felt the beauty and warm comforting touch of a mother 

I knew in that moment I was being watched over and I took a deep breathe with a child like grin 

She speaks in colors

She's  as wild and free as the ocean and as deep as its depths

Her eyes are warm and brown but can gaze at you like a fierce lion

Like a wolf she holds on to her pack yet keeps a quiet mystery about her

Her hands drenched in stones each one holding a story of her travels

Light clothing floats off her tanned skin, as the wind flirts with the loose fabric

Bare feet move in the sand burrowing in the warm sensation of the pebbles

Her eyes catch his from across the way and time stands still the kinda still when seconds feel like hours

She smiles because she knows she is right where she is supposed to be