one woman's journey to wholeness…

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In Addition to Insanity…

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

 

Creativity

Is also the antidote to:

Aging

Disease

Memory loss

And a whole lot of other

Culture-created

Debilities

and

   Oddities of BE-ing

Creativity! Try it! Buy it! Share it!

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The Sage…

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

 

When at that place in

TIME

Where

Death

and

Rebirth

Merge

The Sage ceases all outer activity

To partake of

Divine Sustenance at the

Mother’s Breast:

Source of all Being

Lady’s Home Jungle

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

 

Just breathing and

Letting go…

Seasons Of My Life…

Photo by Toni Roberts; Washington Square Park Fountain; NYC

Photo by Toni Roberts; Washington Square Park Fountain; NYC

 Summer…

As I move as carefully and gracefully as I can

Through the seasons of my life

I am finding that summer is for indulging my passions

It’s the season for setting free

Inclinations and inhibitions

Hidden below the icy snows of winter

Photo by Toni Roberts; Washington Square Park Fountain; NYC

Photo by Toni Roberts; Washington Square Park Fountain; NYC

Summer…

My season for taking chances

For daring to follow the bold and bodacious beat

Of my carefree heart

Photo by Toni Roberts; Long Island Sound, NYC

Photo by Toni Roberts; Long Island Sound, NYC

 

Summer

My season of freedom from the wears and tears of seasons past

My season of breathing in…and letting go

The season in which I dare

To throw caution to the wind

And fly off to the Heavens

In pursuit of my wild and wanton soul

On its return to

Paradise

Photo by Toni Roberts; Central Park, NYC

Photo by Toni Roberts; Central Park, NYC

 

Summer…

My season for fun!

Telling My Story…

Photo by Toni Roberts; "Childhood Memories"

Photo by Toni Roberts; “Childhood Memories”

 

Telling my story

Repeating my tale of woe

To anyone who will listen

Elaborating on what I think and feel about

My tragic story

Photo by Toni Roberts; "Childhood Memories, Two"

Photo by Toni Roberts; “Childhood Memories, Two”

Especially how I feel about it

That’s what keeps my story in place

Photo by Toni Roberts

Photo by Toni Roberts

 

 

When what I really want

Is a new story

Photo by Toni Roberts; Djembe

Photo by Toni Roberts; Djembe

 

One that is filled with

Love

Joy

Peace

Youthful vigor

Harmony

And much abundance!

One in which I fulfill

My purpose in being

And so, today

I do not re-wound myself

Over and over again

With the telling of my story

To anyone who will listen

Instead

I use the energy from my wounds

To heal

 

I shut up

Breathe

Let go of the old story

And let the new one be told

Through me

Lunes…2nd Day Of Retreat…

altar 5 12 2014 007

Altar One 5 12 2014

Una vez mas

Yo y La Diosa…

Juntas…

Solitas…

Es un dia de…

 Self-knowledge and

Understanding…

Knowing it’s all about the journey…

About the unnecessary baggage we pack and drag along

Heavy baggage of place…

People…

And times long past…

Memories and hurts that weigh us down…

Keeping us from  taking flight…

From soaring above the petty concerns of the

Ego…

altar two 5 12 2014

altar two 5 12 2014

Es un dia de…

Confidence and self-assurance…

A day of  inner guidance and direction…

A day in which I maintain a posture of

Surrender and Submission to

The Holy One

Who dwells within my

heart…

Este Domingo La Diosa Me Dijo…

altar 5 11 2014

altar 5 11 2014

 

Tu, mujer mia

Eres La Diosa…

La Diosa aqui en este mundo

Estas aqui para hacer

Mi Trabajo

Debes ser todo que Yo Soy…

Y

Yo Soy

Todo

Que

Es…

Incoming…

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

Truth Seeking…

highway traffic

highway traffic

 

sitting here at my window altar

watching the traffic

inch along the highway

towards the bridge

bridge traffic

bridge traffic

 

so grateful that

i am here

and not there…

here sitting in the Silence

listening

seeking truth…wisdom…guidance

from within

what Truths shall these grateful ears behold

this day?

and then I hear

the whisper of that familiar voice:

that which you seek

in the world

is  ever-attainable…

and has always-resided

in the

unexplored

recesses

of

your

heart…

the journey for which you came

is to the center of

your being

where lay

unimagined

and yet unexplored

hidden

treasures…

the way out is always in

 

Vassar College Family Day 2014…Musings…

Vassar Campus

 

There are times when one must put aside fearful emotions

and the terror of the unknown…

during these times of uncertainty

one must summon up the trust it takes

to continue walking a path of no signs

and to notice those  small, enigmatic hunches…

those subtle hints, inner urges and synchronicities...

those chance encounters here and there

with strangers you’ve known since the beginning of eternity

Vassar Campus

Vassar Campus

it’s at these times

one knows without doubt

that we are all  part of a splintered whole

now reconnecting in this timespace

to complete a mission

agreed upon

before the world was formed…

it is within these fleeting snapshots of direct experience that

faith becomes knowledge…

that fear, doubt and trepidation melt away and

new confidence is gained as one continues along this journey of

who knows what?

leading to who knows where?

and why?

 

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