9 MAR 9

The ninth day of the third month
The owls chortle this final grunt
Friends shall brand a sorry heart
Nothing left, not even a spark

Tu-wit tu-woo from one end to the other
The knowing, blessed connection to Mother
A lighter, younger nightly responder
I offer my thoughts and emotions to yonder

Choices sent to the great white moon
Devotions to a better life coming soon
Circles of intentions all welled up tight
Off for a walk I must go tonight.

Dogs run at will jingling in their wind
Guardians protect and never cringe
The barriers are broken, the line is drawn
Tomorrow brings a brand new dawn

Healing Tokens

The shudder alerted me
To something no one could see
A release I hadn't expected
Goodbye to fears protected.

To mother earth I now go
And bring her objects to show
How much I desire her guidance
Through this change of existence.

Three feathers I found for me
For my kids two pine cones theyd' be
Some Cedar for my mom and pop
Corn cob for the others a prop

A chunk of wood for the last
All within the circle I craft
Tokens of my inner world I know
A new life from which will grow.

Release the fears and restrictions
Adios all the hold-backs and addictions
A new journey for us awaits
All leading to heaven's gates.

So no tears, aggression or represssion
Only open arms and love of progression
For us all to have direct connection
To our best lives we've been given direction.