I woke from a dream
atop a mountain town
manmade structures surrounded me
I stood so high upon the skyscraper
Eagle view perching.
But I felt a tremble & shake...
All around, the ground started to rumble
The Earth began to quake.
One by one I gasped as the buildings crumbled.
Just like that.
The Earth Mothers always got the final say.
Admits this chaos I took a giant leap
Spirits of the wind took a hold of me
to the ocean for a soft landing
my eyes were closed as I floated about
cuz I was in doubt,
but the winds guided me
eyes open & an arm pulled me down
did I really make it out of that catastrophe?
Floating there were the warriors
who carry the same dream.
The tsunami came
together we rode the wave,
Its good to know who's on your team.
I woke with the choice
to spread fear like wild fire
or build love's golden empire.
the Earth Mothers got the final say.
The true testament is the weight in your heart on that day.
In & Out...
Fun & Doubt...
Indeed it is a challenge to question what this is all about~
Ignorance is bliss you say?!?
You don't know what livin is til you've truly tasted the Mother's sweet nectar
& I tell you what, theres no turning back once you've let her~
sliiiiiide right into your darkest corners
let her sllllllitherrrrrr through your thickest armor
At first it might be disguised as torture,
but you will see bliss can often be masked as horror.
She IS the ultimate transformer,
making your blood palpitate & your heart murmur..
Mysterious Spirit informer~
gently (or fiercely) nudging (or kicking) us to move forward.
asking us to walk with honor.
I dare you to give her the match & let her light your fire.
& I'll tell you what,
if you find something better
then I'm all yours
but now I am hers
on all fours.
& the way I see
ignorance is a candy coated way to be
& true bliss is walking with grace & humility.
What a challenge
Mother, humble me.
To all the mothers, dying, trying, believing, grieving, trusting, fighting the good fight. To my Mother. To my best friends Mother who just left her Earthwalk. To the Mother that lives within me. To the one Mother Source, Earth Gaia. Pachamama.
I see you.
I feel you..
In every cell of my being…
The word is out & there is no time left for the story of the secret suffering of her sacred womb, her life giving creation center, she cannot hold the pain any longer.
Father Sky, in divine masculine form, come with your storms, come rattle our bones with your thunder, gift us your lightning to rewire the circuitry of our pain & confusion & shower us with your purifying rains that pulse the vibration of life itself.
Mother, allow these sacred Thunderbirds to sweep the platform of your tender soils so you may pulsate a new breath of life from your water kissed leaves & so the rivers may sing a new song of rejoice. Let your thirsty wells below the surface fill with these sweet rhythms of regeneration & begin recrystallizing so we can drink & bathe from you once again.
Forgive us for the times we take from all that you relentlessly give without praise & admiration for your unconditional nurturance. Give us the wisdom to reflect upon the vibrational difference between taking & receiving. Give us the courage to stand amongst our brothers & sisters & re-examine our humanly dependence upon your very presence & not take your offerings for granted.
Mother, I stand before you in awe at your willingness to continue holding us after generations of abuse, neglect & toxic dumping upon your sacred body. I ask please do not hold aggression for the cycles of destruction that have been stored within your soul memory from humanities stumbles & falls.
For I see the crystal core thriving within you & so I see the same within myself, & I believe together we can cleanse this toxic mystery. I am you, you are me & I am willing to find the deep rotting roots of fear & negligence. Begin reweaving a new tapestry of true love, honor, grace, & integrity.
Mother, let us see that you are no victim, you/we have all chosen this atrocity. For really, who becomes a great warrior, healer, leader without the experience of true controversy & adversity. Thank you for your patience dear, succulent, life giving mother as we rewire this new way of balanced giving & receiving. And for all the hardships & traumas we all endured during the great cycle of death may we find the place within us where our heart & mind meet, where we can truly liberate ourselves from the clinging troubles of the hungry ghost syndromes.
Mother, I forgive you for not showing up always in purity. For now I see the toxic waste you imposed upon me, you absorbed from someone else’s confusion, lack of ownership & honoring.
I feel a tribe of people standing & saying no more wallowing in this pain- so I ask you to stand with me, choose life & rewire your faith.
So Mother, open your life-giving womb to the children of the crystal nation & allow us to reset the grid of your body with our purity.
Open your wings to the messengers of the bird nation & grant us permission to soar upon the wings of the Spirit Bird & deliver YOUR song.
Great Mother, keep sharing the brilliance & nourishment of the plant nation so we keep remembering to come home to you again & again.
Great Father, give us courage, stamina, strength to stand in boundless nobility to rise up & plant wholesome seeds of fertility which bear rich, nurturing fruits for ALL to eat.
You see we are miniature representations of you, but ultimately we are not this body, we are in this body & so shall it be a reflection of our soul strength.
So here’s to more temples & more gateways to the beauty way.
Thank you for this breath.
Thank you for this day.
Dear brothers & sisters how is your connection to the Mother Source?
Creation embodied by the Great Force.
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