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As I Navigate These New Waters Of My Life…

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Elemental Altar – Photo by Toni Roberts

Everything

Falls into place

Perfectly...

 

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Elemental Altar- (View Two) – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

With the help of my

Elemental

Friends

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Am Beginning To Realize…As In “Make Real…”

Golden Sunset  - Photo by Toni Roberts

Golden Sunset – Photo by Toni Roberts

 

the many

rewards

of 

unquestioning

trusting

obedience

to a

mysterious

nameless

Inner Directive

that places one’s feet

   for one…

step by careful step

along paths both

known

and

   unknown…

 

 

 

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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

To All Djembefolas…A Message From Spirit!

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I am Djembefola

I am Woman-through-whom

Spirit speaks

When Djembefola is connected to her drum

As one instrument…

The Drum is Woman…

The Woman is Drum…

The Voice of Mother Africa speaking

It is the energy of Woman

Feminine Energy….

Openness…receptivity…giving…love…

The creative, unifying Energy of Djembefolas…

Rippling out in beats of Love…

Nourishment from the Mother…

Healing the souls of Her wounded children…

Drum on! Djembefola!

Become One with your Drum and continue your Holy Work!

Drum on!

 

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…

“Altared” At My Altar On A Number Seven Day…Incoming Message…

Today is a number seven day…

a day of surrender to the Source of your being.

This is a very propitious time…

with much going on in the lives of those connected to you…

You must remain anchored in Spirit

Allow your God to be you…

to guide your every thought…every action…

every step you take and

word you speak.

Remember–your only job is to

keep on loving and to use your human will to

maintain conscious connection to

The Great Mystery

Let It do the Work

inas…and through you…

from the inside out…

“Altared” States Four…

light-bearers…

thank you

o’ bearers of Light

“bringers of the dawn…”

thank you for this day

this time of inner peace and self-knowledge

thank you for this moment of expanded understanding of the

who...

what

and why

of my being

grandfather…

thank you, grandfather

for the energy streaming forth from you

upon whose waves I ride back

in Time

to another place

the plains of Kenya

a forest full of ebony trees…

an ancient carver…

his countenance the color of the wood

he so lovingly carves…

so carefully sculpts…

into his own image:

universal God-man

descended from the stars…

originator of the species

planter of the seeds from which we

sprout…

speak o’ ancient one

as I listen…

speak to my heart

and to my mind…

infuse me with

your wisdom..

your knowledge

use me as a

transmitter of your

power…

help me to accept that

coniunctio…

I am loved...

I am love

“Altared” States Three…

I’m in my space…

in my groove…

how I love this “altared” time

this place

this space

with God…

this sacred time

this looking in

this listening

and watching…

this joy-filled

peaceful

moment of surrender…

of total submission to

whatever IT is

that caused me

into

   being

“Altared” States Two…

message from the grandfathers…

listen

watch

you will know when and how to respond

to what Life presents…

your actions

will flow

smoothly…

naturally…

from the inside out…

without thought from

or judgement by

the

  ego

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