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The Most Difficult Part Of this Journey…

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The Most Difficult Part Of this Journey…

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“The Land” Up At The Berkshires – Photo Nine by Toni Roberts


as some might say…

is the






in place of the



the necessity of becoming a

participating observer

in one’s own life…



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Life Is So Strange…

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Day Three Summer Solstice 2017 – Altar – Photo by Toni Roberts



such a mystery


incomprehensible mystery

unfolding from the






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Source: Reborn…



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Day Two Summer Solstice 2017 – Photo by Toni Roberts

I have torn away the


I have abandoned the

Dead remnants of the old self

I have surrendered all





I am the New WomanReborn…Born-Again…and again and again and again…


I am Consciously…Deliberately…IrrevocablyAt-One with First-Cause…with the

Creator of Heaven…And the Earth


I am the New Woman



Coniunctio…A Poem In Celebration Of The Summer Solstice 2017…

Summer Solstice Altar 2017 - Photo by Toni Roberts

Summer Solstice Altar 2017 – 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 Slut 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




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





(Note: Copyright 2017 by  Toni Roberts. Originally published by Toni Roberts as “The Fall Of The God” in The Crone Chronicles magazine; 1998)

On Death By Suicide…

Source: On Death By Suicide…

As I Move Forward On This Journey…Or…Trek…


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Long Island Sound – Photo by Toni Roberts


 as my dearly departed beloved cousin Kay used to call it…

I am realizing that there is really nothing that we humans




breathe, remain open, receptive


positively expectant

as we permit this

Great Mystery of Life

to move in, through and



doing all the doing necessary to get all that needs be done



   it ain’t easy undoing this business of being a

human doing

rather than just



The Prodigal Daughter Has Returned Home…

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The Prodigal Daughter Has Returned Home…

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Long Island Sound – 5-29-2017 – Photo by Toni Roberts



in the


has led me in



right back to my

Ancient Home:





at the


of my


*3+8 =#11; research numerology for significance of the number 11

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