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Rainy Days And Sundays…

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Poder Feminina Africana*  – Photo by Toni Roberts

always wake me up!

*African Feminine Power

The Invisible Substance Of Beingness

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Creation – Penci Drawing/Photo by Toni Roberts

I strongly suspect

that all that I refer to as:

I

Me

Mine

is merely an

empty

mold

into which

THE INVISIBLE SUBSTANCE OF BEINGNESS

is

poured

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today, I Found Freedom…

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Freedom – Pencil Drawing/Photo by Toni Roberts

by letting go of

fear

and

preference

It Is The Letting Go…

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Surrender – Pencil Drawing/Photo by Toni Roberts

of all that one holds as

      TRUTH…

and

   REALITY

it is the learning to be

   IN…

but not

   OF…

this

MAN-MADE

world…

it is the

TOTAL

SURRENDER

to that which one cannot

touch

taste

smell

or

   see

and can only

hear

as a faint

echo

within one’s

   HEART

these are but a

sprinkling

of the

difficulties

one encounters

upon the

JOURNEY

to

   WHOLENESS

so be ye of strong

SPIRIT

and great

COURAGE

as ye embark upon this

   SACRED

INNER

   PATH

 

Sweet Surrender II…

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Photo by Toni Roberts – Central Park, NYC

and so it is

that this life of mine has become

a journey of unfolding events

day by day

moment by moment

in which I simply let go of all

musts

and

   shoulds…

allowing myself to

   drift along…

riding

the

currents

of

   BEING

 

 

 

 

 

 

Each Time This Prodigal Daughter Returns Home…

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The Ol’ Crone Who Resides Within – Original drawing/photo by Toni Roberts

to the

   HEART

she finds

SOMEONE

there to come

HOME

to

 

 

Another Day…

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Altar Photo by Toni Roberts

   in my

         Sacred Space

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Grandfathers and Drum–Photo by Toni Roberts

with the

Ladies…Grandfathers…Djembe…

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Altar #2–Photo by Toni Roberts

   sitting…breathing…waiting…listening…

   pen poised above journal…

ready for today’s

   Dictation

Toni Roberts’ Artwork and Photography are available at:

http://www.cafepress.com/DaughtersofGaia

http://www.cafepress.com/orishatreasures

http://www.fineartamerica.com/art/all/toni+roberts/all

http://toniroberts.imagekind.com

I Have No Doubt Whatsoever…

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Daughters of Gaia; collage/photo by Toni Roberts

 

that there is an entire

BATTALION

of

Goddess-Warriors

on the

   “Other Side“…

   supporting me…

   fighting my battles…

   guiding…

   guarding…

protecting

   me…

especially from

   myself

thank

   You...

thank

   You

 

.

The Goddess Is Awake…And Is She Pissed!

Awakened Goddess

The Goddess is awake

Here come the warmongers again!

Old

White

Frightened

Men…

Republicans…Patriots…

Six-shooters in hand

Ready to drop bombs in Iraq…

Ready to go back

To fix what they broke

When they invaded a sovereign nation

Under the mass deception of finding weapons of mass destruction…

It was they in the first place

Who fractured and destroyed a people and their land

Leaving it open

To the  further rape and murder

By criminals such as they:

Barons of greed and power…

Are we once again to follow their hollow

War cries?

Are we like fools to once again

Believe a twisted and evil logic

That would tells us:

Chaos + chaos = peace

Violence + violence = harmony

And, as any fool knows

Hate and fear always results in love?

Will we once again

Go shopping

As our former Texan cowboy president once advised

While these frightened men lead us

Down a path of destruction…

Men blinded by the fear of losing

Power…

Wealth…

World dominance…

Gained by the very means

That have created this current state

Of planetary imbalance and turmoil?

Wake up, America!

Before it’s too late…

The Goddess is awake…and She is pissed!

And believe you

Me…

We don’t want to continue pissing off

The Goddess…

The Crone Who Dwells Within…*

the crone who dwells within...

the crone who dwells within…

Come, She beckoned,

Come here, my child,

Come sit beside me…

Here in the Soul-protected

Silence of

Solitude.

Listen, my daughter,

Can you hear the Sound

of

Silence?

The beating

of

Your

Heart?

The sound of

Your

Breath?

Psst.

Come sit with me in

Love-filled

Solitude,

Away from the

Din

of

the

World.

Sit quietly and

Listen to the

Sound of

Your

BEING.

And when I turned my

Ear inward and

Allowed myself to

Hear beyond the

Devastating cries of my

Pained and Wounded Heart,

I heard Her whisper:

YOU MUST BE IT…

NOT JUST SAY IT.

*Poem and Drawing by Toni Roberts. Originally published in the Crone Chronicles magazine. Winter Solstice (1998-99)

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