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A Return To The Mother…

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

Enough
No more of this
Left-brain living
This masculine way of being

I return to the Heart
To the Mother
To Earth
To That Which Brings Forth New Life

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

I am WoMan
Here to manifest
The Goddess on Earth

Too long have I mimicked
The way of man
Dis-serving my Wholeness by abandoning
This Yin way of being

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

The Times now demand
A reawakening of the
Divine Feminine
A redirecting of the
Course of humanity

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

It is time for us to embrace
Love
Peace
Unity

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

It is time for us to know that we are one
The same Being
Individualized into
Myriad Points of Light

It is time for us to use our words
Instead of fists of rage

It is time we give up our need to be right
Even when we know we are

It is a time for giving thanks
For the fruit upon our plates

Time to tap into the innate wisdom we possess
To plant in fertile soil
The seeds therein
Nurturing those seedlings
As they magically transform into
Next year’s harvest

Thus we become
Self-sufficient
Self-sustaining
Self-providing
At-peace
At-one
As we revel in the bountiful generosity of
The Mother

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ella que guarda la puerta

ella que guarda la puerta

 

always

right time

right place

when I am following the

impulses

signs

signals

from within

instead of trying to

second guess

mas cerca...

mas cerca…

 

the Inner Guide:

She Who Faces Within

no more taking the lead

leading myself

again and again

along that circuitous path

which always ends up here:

tail stuck in mouth

round and round

I go…

arriving

sameplacedifferenttime

La Damas que me guarda...

La Damas que me guarda…

 

alive

well

aware of myself as a

Creative Being

representative of the

Creator

here to allow the

Great Mystery

to continue

Ex-pressing

into this dimension

in-as-through

all

that

I

    am…

lo que guarda la ventana...

lo que guarda la ventana…

 

tools...

tools…

 

I am the

hands

feet

mind

body

Yemaya

Yemaya

 

of the

Great Mystery

operating

in this

world

of

    form

A Day Of Peace…

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river at sunset

beyond understanding…

Ode to Oya…

Blow, Wind, Blow

Clear the land

Sweep away the mental debris

Which clogs my mind

Clear away the poisonous thoughts

The lies and other man-made falsehoods

That fill my consciousness

And direct my actions

Free me, Oya!

Transform my being

That I may dance the dance of Prayer with You

Swaying to the Divine Rhythms of Life

Clear the way, Oya!

Make entrance within

So that I may receive

Our fiery Lover, Chango

Who comes in

Riding

Waves

of

Wind

Today Belongs To Me And The Sky…

heavenly majesty

heavenly majesty

An incorrigible cloud-gazer am I

Can’t help it

Who could resist the majesty of the sky today?

sunset 3 26 2013 020

Surely not I

Yesterday

I gave my life…

the focus of my attention

to the world

and its myriad

petty

troublesome

nonsense…

leaking faucets

maintenance men

dental appointments

the bank

the supermarket…

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Today, however,

belongs to me and the sky…

sunset 3 26 2013 022

I just might sit here at my window altar

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gazing at the majesty of

Mother Nature

until nightfall

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when the glory of

Mother Moon

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takes over the skies…

Meditation on a Rainy Day

watching the river flow

watching the river flow

Perhaps today I will just sit and watch the river flow…

here in the warmth and safety of my sacred space

watching Ochun flow lazily twenty stories below.

She rolls calmly,

sensually

upriver…

taking her time…

refusing to be rushed by the blustering winds and

beating rain

that try to hurry her along.

So peacefully she flows…

self-contained joy in motion.

Yes.

Today I shall just sit and commune with my

Sister, Ochun.

Perhaps tomorrow I shall fill these pages with her

secret

whisperings…

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