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Wake Up! Baby Crone…

The Ol’ Crone Who Dwells Within – Pencil Drawing/Photography by Toni Roberts

Time to awaken, Baby Crone!

Time to rise…

To stretch your wings…

And

Fly

 

That rumbling in the womb that used to bleed just yesteryear…

Is the grumbling of Dis-Satisfaction

 

Time to wake up!

You who live still for the carefree fun of Maidenhood…and Womanhood

Those days…my love…are long gone…

Now is your time of the CroneTribal ElderGoddess-In-Flesh

It is your time for the Dance of Interdependence with She who Rules…in…as and through all that you are

It is only thus that the topsy-turvy world of Yang Supreme can be set once more a-straight…

Time now to surrender your girlish days of immaturity…and follow the deep stirrings of your Heart…and Solar Plexus

This Time when no blood flows marks the Beginning of your Awakening from the glamour of this manmade world of sensual pleasures that can never-ever-fulfill-or-satisfy…

No earthly thing can feed the unnamable hunger that haunts your days and restless nights…each crammed with people…places…things…that leave you dissatisfied…still hungering for the unnamableunreachableSomething…with which to fill your Empty Soul

Answer the Call! Baby Crone!

 The Time is Now…the choice is yours

Either the Path of the Mother Creator…or…the Way of Humanity: “Senior Citizen…” “Old age…” and the breakdown of the body’s organs and systems as the Soul throws off the confinement of Its now useless flesh suit to return to the Source of All Being

Wake up! Baby Crone!

The world needs you…

Right now

Come as you are

 

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Yin To His…

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Awakening; Artwork and Photo by Toni Roberts

 

                      YANG…

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Autumn…Season of Death

river at autumn

 

river at autumn II

 

Autumn…Season of Death

I sit here gazing out at my river…allowing my mind to drift along with its flow. I am reminded by the changing colors of the trees that summer has, indeed, passed; and like the trees on the far shore of the river, I, too, am undergoing a season of change…a season of death.

Unlike years prior, I am experiencing this season of death not with sadness and gloom but with a quiet joy in my heart because now, in this season of my maturity, I am experiencing death and rebirth simultaneously.

Who? What is dying? And how can I rejoice over the death of any part of self?

She who would hold me back on this journey of at-one-ment is gone. The fear-driven, doubting, ego-personality-self; the one who trusted nothing—no one—but her own blind, limited, ignorant-of-the-truth-self has passed away…

She’s been burned to ash in the fires of initiation; and from those ashes, my new, Christ-infused-Soul now arises.

The Sacred Marriage has taken place; my soul has taken a bridegroom—the Bridegroom.

Yang and Yin have been joined together. The Holy Couple now rule this body, mind, soul…life.

I AM renewed, rebuilt, restored as the God Seed takes root and flowers into new being.

My life is now lived under the authority of the GodWoman within to whom responsibility has been transferred. Instead of attempting work out (in my tired, little brain) every matter that gives me pause, I have given Her full permission to be my response in every matter and aspect of my life.

When I am brutally honest with myself, I am forced to admit that I, the “i” that is communicating these thoughts, does not have a clue as to what this “third dimension” of Reality and the myriad forms contained within it should look like. Therefore, I have returned responsibility for this life—individual and collective—to its rightful “Owner—that which is responsible for the creation and maintenance of the entire universe and all of its contents—including us confused humans.

My life is becoming a celebration of the demise of ruler-ship of the flesh and the triumphant restoration of the ruler-ship of what we humans perceive as the Divinity underlying all creation.

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