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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

or TREK

as some might say…

is the

LETTING…

the

ALLOWING

the

PERMITTING...

in place of the

DOING

 

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

an

incomprehensible mystery

unfolding from the

inside

out

 

 

 

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Reborn…

 

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Day Two Summer Solstice 2017 – Photo by Toni Roberts

I have torn away the

Veil

I have abandoned the

Dead remnants of the old self

I have surrendered all

Illusion

Of

Control

 

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

Re-Born

Born-Again

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

 

(DESCENT OF THE LIGHT)

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

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…

 

 

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

The Prodigal Daughter Has Returned Home…

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

my

*38-year-journey

in the

wilderness

has led me in

a

   circle…

right back to my

Ancient Home:

the

heart

that

beats

at the

center

of my

   being

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

Was This Not…

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Rainy Day Altar – Photo by Toni Roberts

an even more delicious day

   than the sunshine and calm blue skies of yesterday?

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Indoors On A Rainy Day – Photo by Toni Roberts

this

glorious

today

with

noisy splatters of raindrops

and

boisterous winds

intruding upon the

SILENCE

of  my

   SACRED SPACE

blow!

Oya

clear away the debris that clogs the mind and soul

whip up the waters!

cleanse this vessel!

ready it for the

Holy Work

   for which the Soul has come

Rainy Days And Sundays…

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Poder Feminina Africana*  – Photo by Toni Roberts

always wake me up!

*African Feminine Power

For One Human To Attack Another Is…

 self-mutilation

Reacting VS Responding…

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Yemaya At Work – Photo by Toni Roberts

Today

   For the first time…

      I saw the choice so clearly:

I can continue

Reacting to negative people…events and circumstances

From my place of

   OLD…UNHEALED…EMOTIONAL WOUNDS…

In that so

   HUMAN WAY…

   or…

I can rise above the residue of pain from events long past

And

CHOOSE

 to lift up my

   CONSCIOUSNESS…

ALLOWING

An

   EVER-PRESENT…

   APPROPRIATE…

And

HEALING RESPONSE

To

Unfold

Naturally

   On ITS own…

    In

   As

And

      Through…

 My every

   Thought…

   Word…

   Action

I Can Now Understand These Words Of The Buddha:

before enlightenment

chop wood

   haul water…

after enlightenment

chop wood

   haul water

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