The Divine Feminine – Altar/Photograph by Toni Roberts
is to allow so much to remain in the hands of so few…
while so many suffer...
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The Light Dawns – Photo by Toni Roberts
almost like an explosion of LIGHT going off in my head
the sudden realization:
Life
needs not my
agreement
approval
or even my
understanding
all that is required from me is
acceptance
of
what
is…
the
evolutionary process
requires neither
personal judgements
nor
opinions…
I take this moment to look back over
2016…
I focus only on the blessings…
The miracles both small and grand
Wrought by Some Great Mystery…
Like the miracle of this view…
Twenty stories above the Hutchinson River and Long Island Sound…
A $12,000-a-month vista if viewed from a Manhattan High-Rise…
Instead of from a bedroom window in the “Boogie-Down Bronx…”
View from My Window: Hutchinson River & Long Island Sound/Photo by Toni Roberts
And the miracle of this spacious…palatial apartment
That has been totally renovated
Over the past two months…
Right down to the hardwood floors…
And brand new kitchen
Whose countertops may be fake granite…but HELL…
The entire apartment makeover was
FREE OF CHARGE…
And so…
I bid adieu to the pain of yesterday…
As I leave my Dearly Departed in peace…
And turn my vision forward on this mysterious journey
Called human life on planet earth…
A journey filled as much with pain…uncertainty…and confusion…
As it is with inexplicable joy and unasked for
Gifts of The Spirit!
Adios…
2016!
Y muy bienvenido…
2017!
Awakening; Artwork and Photo by Toni Roberts
the
pain…
to fully
feel
grief...
sadness...
to let it
wash
through
me…
leaving me
cleansed…
purified…
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Photo by Toni Roberts
that the
answer
is contained
within the
question…
I simply
ask…
lean back…
relax…
and say
YES
to the
LETTING GO ENERGY…
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Photo by Toni Roberts
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
Of being
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?
Fool above
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
For Me
Great Darkness below,
O wanton one of earth and flesh
Dare you imply
That rank and reeking place
Where you reside
The Source
Of my sweet elixir of life?
To be sure
My Lord,
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
My Ecstasy
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
Being
Penetrate deeply with the flame
Of your raging passion
Explode within
My
Center
Though resist He tries
Her liquid words have set Him
All a’quiver
He turns this way, then that
But yet is sucked like shavings by a magnet
Through the Portals
Of Her Secret Place
Pray not
He moans
To be forever trapped
In fleshly prison
This Light
That once
Was
I.
(Copyright 1998, 2015; 2016 by Toni Roberts)
Poet’s Note
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
