always wake me up!
*African Feminine Power
always wake me up!
*African Feminine Power
(From time to time, as I look out upon my world, I think: It’s time again for A New Creation Tale. And I dig out a fable I wrote a few years ago during troubled times like these through which we are currently living.)
Once upon a time, many long eons ago, longer than the human imagination can conjure, there lived on earth a Wise Being. This Wise Being had been roaming the earth for what seemed to Her…forever. In fact, the earliest memory the Wise Being had…was that of being a Wise Being roaming the Earth.
Despite the fact that the Wise Being was very tired of being alone, She definitely was not lonely, for She had many, many friends scattered throughout the earth; creatures of every imaginable size and nature.
There were the humongous Ice-o-poids of the North who lived in magnificent castles of ice that sparkled crystal-like in the midday sun.
In the South were the splendid Maternoids: huge, dusky pulsations of the most pleasant emotions. The Maternoids spent their days and nights in eternal peace; building reflections of their Inner Splendor upon the earth.
The Mentaloids of the East were also friends of the Wise Being. She spent many a moonlit night in the company of these great creatures of Light, Her Mind joined with theirs in glorious and Holy Communion with the Creatress.
And when in the West, the Wise Being adapted to the ways of the Earthoids, co-existing among them as they worked the raw elements of the earth into magnificent edifices in which to worship the Creatress.
One day, due to Her great sadness at being alone and one-of-a-kind among all of the other earth creatures, the Wise Being decided to journey to the Land of the Creatress in order to request a Companion.
Anything…anything at all that the Wise Being or the earth creatures requested from the Creatress was theirs for the asking. However, it was no simple matter to journey to the Land of the Creatress in order to make the request.
The Wise Being first lay down upon Her grand bed, summoning Her pride of huge, black, panther-like creatures who immediately formed a protective circle around their Mistresses bed. There they would remain—fierce, silent sentinels guarding the flesh Body of their Lady as Her Spirit journeyed far beyond the mental realms.
Confident that Her Body was safe, the Wise Being could now focus Her attention upon Her creature friends scattered around the earth. After a short period, She was able to make mental contact with them, explaining to Her beloved creatures that She would be absent from their lives for a short while. The Wise Being’s heart pained as the creatures cried out in alarm, “How will we exist without Your Presence and Wise Counsel?”
The Wise Being assured all of Her earth companions that they would manage quite well for the short time of Her absence.
“Although I love all of you most dearly,” She explained, “And I derive the greatest pleasure living among you, something is missing for Me. I watch you as you join in Joyful Holy Union, multiplying your likenesses upon our earth…and I am saddened…for I have no Companion…none of my Kind with whom I may lay and multiply.”
No further explanation was needed. The creatures of the earth told the Wise Being that they most certainly understood Her need. For how could one survive without Joyful Holy Union? They blessed Her and wished Her well on Her journey to the Land of the Creatress of All.
With Her Mind thus free and clear of all earthly responsibilities and concerns, the Wise Being began Her journey. She continued envisioning HerSelf moving among Her beloved earth creatures, sharing the beauty of their varied lives and lands. Great joy and love for Her beloved friends welled up within Her Heart. The Wise Being’s vision of the creatures and the beauty of their lands grew so clear and powerful, that a part of Who She Was drifted from Her Body to walk among Her friends—many of whom were able to see Her Presence despite the fact that Her Body remained stretched out upon her bed under the watchful eyes of her animal protectors.
The Wise Being pushed Her Powers of Imagination further and further; “imaging” a Companion who walked at Her Side as She roamed the far reaches of the earth. She allowed Herself to feel the Love, Joy and Delight emanating from this Magnificent Being of Her Own Creation as She introduced Him to the Sensual Splendors of the earth.
Her Companion finally reached for Her…touched Her…
The explosiveness of His Touch was all it took to jar Her Essence free of all earthly constraints.
Thus began the Wise Being’s Journey to the Land of the Creatress.
She traveled far into the vast, dark recesses of the multiverse, flying past many strange and unknown worlds which She was sorely tempted to explore. But being the Wise Being that She was, She kept to the goal of Her Journey and did not divert Her Attention to the many temptations along the Way. After soaring through countless realms beyond Time and Space, our Heroine finally arrives at the Throne of the Creatress. The Wise Being knew that She had arrived at Her Destination when She encountered a Light so bright, She could not gaze upon It.
A great voice boomed from the center of the Light: “keeper of the earth, how may We serve you?”
“Most Holy One,” the Wise Being responded, “I have come to make a request.”
“Speak up, my child; be assured that whatever you need for our beloved earth and its creatures is theirs for the asking.”
“It is not for the earth that I come, Most High, but for me.”
“You are at the Source, my daughter, you well know that whatever you so desire is immediately available to you. I only caution that you be sure of your desire before you speak it. Remember—The Word is Law.
“My desire…my need is for a Companion—One of My Kind—with whom I may join in Joyful Holy Union and thus multiply and spread my Likeness throughout the earth as do the creatures.”
“So it is done,” the Creatress replied. “Return now to the earth.”
The Wise Being thanked Her Holy Mother and journeyed back to earth; once again having to resist the many diversions of limitless realms on the return trip.
Upon Her return, there was Her Companion—lying there beside Her. So thrilled and delighted was She—and much to the embarrassment of Her great feline companions—who slinked away unnoticed—the Wise Being began showering Her Companion with greedy kisses and hungry embraces.
After two days and nights of Joyful Holy Union, the Lovers traveled the earth in merry companionship; guiding the earth creatures with renewed love and wisdom as the first civilizations were laid down upon the planet.
The Divine Couple eventually produced four beautiful Daughters from Their many, many, many Joyful Holy Unions.
-to be continued-
(copyright 2013 Toni Roberts)
in the fullness of
the hidden self
and as the dark self wanes before
illuminating the world
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She, speaking softly
From the folds
Of the wet, dark place
Tells of Her thousand pleasures
What perverse misconstruction, asks She
Tells you that I am not the Center?
The seat of your being…of life itself?
Why know you not that mine is the passageway to heaven?
Through mine Divine Portals
The breath of life blows
To scatter seeds
What say you? Asks He
This talk of holy entrance?
The seat of life?
The passageway to heaven?
The way to heaven is through me
What know you of pleasure, indeed?
You, who are bound to earth
To moaning, groaning, writhing and wailing
In ecstasies of the flesh
What know you of the pleasure
Of a bursting star?
Of universes that explode into being
From molten lava
Which rises from my peak?
I hear you speak
Know you not the Source
Of the sun-kissed fluid
That ignites within you the spark of life?
A sad and lifeless sack of dry grey matter
Would you be
Were it not
Great Darkness below,
O wanton one of earth and flesh
Dare you imply
That rank and reeking place
Where you reside
Of my sweet elixir of life?
To be sure
That’s what I speak.
Come down to see
How from a thousand ecstasies
Flows the golden fluid
So vital to
Both you and me
What say you
O’ Fierce and Fearless Ruler
Of the realm above?
Pierce the dark, warm wetness
Of My Being
With your shaft of light
Descend to me so that I may envelope you
In all the sweetness of
So that I may whisper in your fair ear
Of a thousand unknown things
Let me wrap my
Huge, Dark Loins
About Your stiff, unyielding back
And ride upon You
Waves of endless joy
Pleasure greater than the bursting stars
Of infinite universes
Is Yours to have
For acceptance of my realm
As the path to immortality
Lower yourself, my fearless one
Into the deep, dark waters of my
Penetrate deeply with the flame
Of your raging passion
Though resist He tries
Her liquid words have set Him
He turns this way, then that
But yet is sucked like shavings by a magnet
Through the Portals
Of Her Secret Place
To be forever trapped
In fleshly prison
(Copyright 1998, 2015; 2016 by Toni Roberts)
This poem was first published as: The Fall of the God in the 1998-1999, issue of The Crone Chronicles. And later online at: http://www.witchesandpagans.com. I now see clearly how the poem reveals my own inner landscape and the current-eternal struggle between the Divine Masculine Principle or “God” aspect—so ingrained in us by the male-dominated culture—plus the re-emergence of the Divine Feminine Principle or “Goddess” aspect of being. The poem ends with the assimilation of the Light or the God by the Dark, Yin Power or Goddess in what may be referred to as the Sacred Marriage or Conuinctio: the union of Light and Dark; Male and Female Principles or Heaven and Earth.
These periods of shifting Inner Authority can have deeply disturbing repercussions within the collective and within in the individual. However, these sometimes violent Psychic Energy Shifts, if allowed to run their course, can result in a reformation, reconfiguration and redefinition of who and what we, who call ourselves human, are.
I have experienced these shifts in my inner landscape, in cycles of death and rebirth during which the old, useless parts of the Self that no longer support and promote my evolutionary process die off; allowing a new and improved Self to slowly emerge. This can be a painful process but I am finding that these inner battles and shifts in power are part and parcel of one’s experience after the surrender of the ego—along with all of the whims and wants of the personality—to the Divine Mystery. The ego does not easily give up its ruler-ship, hence the ensuing inner battles and outer chaos. However, if I stay awake and hold on, allowing my Goddess Self to take the lead, guiding and directing every aspect of my being, life then becomes a paradise of peace and ease. Until, of course, the inevitability of forgetfulness sets in and I am once again plunged into the hypnotic enchantment of this human-created world of wealth, glamour, sex, drugs and rock and roll!
And so I, along with the rest of the inhabitants of this planet continue on an upward, evolutionary, ofttimes chaotic, painful and bloody spiral of birthing a new humanity…a new way of being…
(Last modified on April 28, 2016
for my growing faith and trust that all in my life is working in balance and unity
for the best and highest good
of the greatest number of people, situations and events
that are entrained with my own
which is Your Frequency
vibrating through…in…as this body-mind-soul:
receiver, communicator, agent, agency…
human transformer of
Energy to matter…
for my growing awareness
and the ability to use my dreams
in the successful living of this life…
for the increased awareness
of all the remaining dark places of my soul
and of the blocks and obstacles that still obstruct my path
the Path that YOU have laid out before me…
for the gifts of time and freedom
in which to sit daily in the Silence
for wise living…
for the growing desire
to be nothing more than
a bringer of light, peace and harmony
to my world…
for the joy and excitement
of an ever-unfolding mystery of being
on this ongoing journey
of expanded consciousness…
WHATEVER YOU ARE…
And I am forever grateful to serve Your Divine and Holy Purpose
however that may manifest in my life…
thank you…thank you…thank you…
on this night of thin veils
between the worlds…
this night of
death for all that would
or block your entrance to the
drink deeply this night
from the Cup of Wisdom
whispering in the darkness of
speaking words of
rebirth and new ways of being…
leave the dead of your past
as you venture forth into the
growing in strength and wisdom
through the darkness of winter
to be born anew
in the glory
of the coming