Ginger Light

Ginger root and bamboo shoots

Take my mind to distant places

Exotic potions and far off notions

Fuel my imagination

Where is my peace, so salty I can taste it?

Life is so sweet there can be no better combination.

Dwellings toxic yet calm in the middle

Trick us into time to doddle & diddle.

Keep your eye on the goal, the shining bright light.

Be yourself, truth in glory with people who fuel

The most precious you, a bright jewel.

Gabriel will guide, Michael with sithe.

Funneling energies with warm uprising winds.

Pay attention to love coming.

A new beat is drumming.

The darkness rescinds.

AngELEANOR

Singing sweetly good morning dawn
Waking yes, the dark is gone
La-las and do-ahs explore the air
From a Beauty, a soul so fair

Sweet music to her Mama's ears
Grasping each note, engraving tears
Such happiness of being awake
Aliveness and lightness for granted we take

Witnessing the spirit...a sprite ignites.

Afternoon Nap...

Breathe easy, take your time
Catch your peace and unwind
Lean in close and unwrap your mind
Let me catch your thoughts with mine

Dive into my eyes, don't be afraid
To take the sadness away unscathed
Dance with lips and connect with senses
We meld with love and acceptance

Spooning and resting in comfort's mesh
Without unleashing the river's best
Keeping a fragile state in check
Despite undeniable horniness

Rusty Truth

Life is so beautiful

No matter how long or how short.

How full or how empty.

From the babe to the earth worm.

We all come from Divine Creation,

be it God, Gaia or Ganesh

And we all have Divine characteristics

Look past walls of protection.

Spirit connects through whispers of our dreams

And dances among us throughout the day.

Are you hearing their music, their guidance

Their laughter and love?

As they sweep some away to a realm outside of ours

We weep.

Our emotions grease the wheels of our lives

So too will they segue way our losses to different jubilations.

It is our nature and desire to be happy,

Unburdened by sadness and lack.

It’s important to find the new normal,

the new person created from loss.

And still love ourselves.

For we are not broken

But strengthened in a different way with a different source.

Our deep connection to people who have been plucked

Is not dissolved but purified and magnified

Within Divinity.

Until we meet again.

Air Whispers

Open the window

Let the breeze in

Feel the whispers of a million lands

Caress your skin

Let the wisdom catch your breath

And guide you to your next step

Dream of the places and realms you’ve never been

Accept the gift the breeze brings.

This air wave of hope and acceptance cannot be caught

So include your wish for humanity as it passes through

And acknowledge all you’ve gained and all you’ve sought

For it is within the lofty wind you will find you.

Underbelly.

Yes I can love

Yes you can love

But can we be vulnerable?

What happens when our bellies are exposed?

What happens when our heels have been cut?

Will you keep me safe, let me heal?

Will you help me stand again?

Not prop me up, but help me find my legs again so I can on my own?

Will you hold my hand?

Will you push me over the edge knowing I’ll fly?

Will you insist upon me believing in me?

Will you grow, will you stretch?

Will you bring me with you?

Will you be vulnerable to me?

Can we count on each other and keep our circle sacred?

Will you celebrate me and I you?

Show me your underbelly.

I am here to offer my green glow

I am here to share my yellow beam

I am here to shower my purple haze

And protect you in our journey.

Red

Silent tears overflow
Across my cheeks and onto my breast
The breast that fed my child and once comforted my husband.

Life changes and bodies react
What once was, is no longer real
Real is awkwardness and puberty-like confusion

How can we be so committed to wholeness
Yet eager to release certain parts
Parts of safety, warmth, creation and root

In my redness I'm supposed to see light.
Release my perception of entireity and embrace my journey
Embrace my very creation and celebrate the spirit I am.

Today I faced a reality of my body. I have a prolapsed uterus and may and very likely will face having a hysterectomy. Why? So that I can live a fulfilling sexual life? My husband doesn't give a shit about my body. I don't think it makes me any less of a woman. But I'm thinking having a hysterectomy does for some reason. The other component to this is incontinence that I have lived with since a teenager and frankly has just been part of my life. Not real serious but something I adjust certain things for.

My home life is falling apart, my "home" in my body is falling apart and I just hurt.