An Ode to the Glastonbury Oak.
You too hold the wisdom and the medicine in your bones, sure as I stand upon this spot. For you too are sacred. You too are of the earth.
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Our Collective Wake-Up Call: An Invitation Forward.
Right now, in the midst of political, ecological and social chaos, living a story that is too small, it is more critical than ever that we come together and remember ourselves, our collective strength, the deeper evolutionary call coming from our future selves.
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
Butterfly. {poetry}
In the name of love, the most potent craving known to man,
the soul surges, agape, even though your mind requires its physical manifestation.
Authenticity: Inhabiting Wildly Tender Revolution.
Congruent authenticity happens in the guts and bowels of your life. Being authentic is the grunt-work of the soul, of any deeply human, spiritual path. Being half here, half there, halfhearted, faking it to look good, strategizing to make things easier for your self — that’s the common way of ...
You Did Not Come Here To Detach From What You Love Most. {poetry}
Your humanity is your gift.
Your humanity will save the earth.
Your humanity will save you.
Legend Of The Nine Ninja Witches: An Earth Day Vision-Prayer.
The man who had threatened to cut a piece off his Mother right in front of his sisters now lays his head in Her lap, curled into fetal position as if he could somehow return to very womb he assaulted. But the Earth Mother strokes his hair and whispers that all will be well: Hush, hush. You have ...
My Return To The Earth: The First One Who Got Me.
“Yes, you’re allowed to have this joy. So irresistible that you can’t keep your paws off it. There is no longer any other way to be,” my Earth whispers to me as I return after too long an absence. “Yes, this joy is for you. Just take it.” How could it be that ...
For My Women. {poetry}
Hello, Mother Earth, your bounty blessings blessed me with the capacity to know/hear/see/speak/sing/dance upon your glorious body. I hold your ancient wisdom inside me, and every day I pray in gratitude for your willingness to keep me safe, always adventurous and forever wandering.
Chronicles Of The Crescent Kin.
You know they are your kindred not from the color of their eyes, but from the tones of their hearts, which are dressed in mystique. The paradigms of their minds will match mine and yours, as they, too, will be charmed by a presence that is just mad enough to be brilliant. They will feel the ...