it is the
means of achieving
I realized today, as I walked the beautiful grounds of the co-op in which I live, that this Great Mystery we name “God” or “Mother Nature,” has, indeed, gifted us humans with all we really need. And that I am here on earth not to “earn my living” but to serve the living. And for this Holy Work, I am automatically paid from “God’s” Storehouse of never-ending abundance.
Take time out today to enjoy the beauty of being alive on this magnificent planet earth.
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CREATOR OF ALL THERE IS
the events of this day have brought me to the realization that
LIFE is what IT is…
and I may as well learn how to “roll with the punches” because
“nobody promised me a rose garden…”
I am accepting this reality…
kicking…screaming and crying all the way…
however, even I can see that my sole role…lesson…task…
in this Great Drama Unfolding…
is to maintain my center…my equilibrium…
in the midst of
Resistance is, indeed, futile…
thus, with all the
ups and downs…
ins and outs…
good and evil…
love and fear…
confusion and indecision…
of this life as a human on planet earth…
I am doing my damnedest
hold to the center…
like the Charioteer in the Tarot…
holding to the middle line…
to steer the
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
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?
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
Great Darkness below,
O wanton one of earth and flesh
Dare you imply
That rank and reeking place
Where you reside
Of my sweet elixir of life?
To be sure
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
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
Penetrate deeply with the flame
Of your raging passion
Though resist He tries
Her liquid words have set Him
He turns this way, then that
But yet is sucked like shavings by a magnet
Through the Portals
Of Her Secret Place
To be forever trapped
In fleshly prison
(Copyright 1998, 2015; 2016 by Toni Roberts)
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
I’m beginning to suspect that
I am the human side of God…
That part of the Divine reflected in form
And projected onto the
I now put aside all of my pain, sorrow and confusion
That Intelligent, Creative Energy
Works beyond this flesh body to achieve some Higher Purpose…
Some Divine Purpose for this life…this here and now…
I open wide to receive
I invite You to flow in…as…through all that I am…
Re-create my reality…this here-now…
This new chapter...
This new Assignment In the
Be my words and actions…
The very SOURCE
Of all this being and doing…
The end of a “God-sent” day!
Too beautiful to resist…
proof enough for me
of the existence
of Something greater
Peace and blessings planet earth
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