Thursday, April 7, 2011

Inner Rhythm

Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
My heart leapt out of my body
Sun setting
Ice melting
Waters opening
Clock ticking
Children growing
My heart has leapt out of my body
chasing the chocolate eyes of my only child
I wonder why it is he dines with a strange, orderly woman tonight?
I see her at the Parent-Teacher meeting
pretending
to be his Mother
She is not.
So, here I nap.
the Sabbath nap
in a funny man's house
He collects egg shells in a jar on the kitchen counter
and smashes them with a mallet as the jar fills up
pulverized bits of calcium
once ovalic homes for little chicks
smashed to bits
Security of the Mother
loving her Child
Will you show me the art of Mothering and living abundantly from my Heart?
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
My heart leapt out of my body
watching the wordless girl
clacking rocks together
blowing feathers around the room
dancing with the flame
See how she is True?
See her follow?
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
My heart leapt out of my body
when I witnessed the Dark One,
Latisha,
speak her Truth
with her whole body
looking straight into the eyes of the
Patriarch
he dissolved before her
and found himself
in a puddle
reborn
She positioned herself
before me
I became her 'back', so tho speak
She became my voice, our voice,
the voice of the collective feminine divine
returning
The circle was the community
witnessing
In circle we are one
Holding her
Her pain
is mine/ours.
My pain
is hers/everyone's
Her power is
my power
My power
is her/everyone's power
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
My heart leapt out of my body
when the red-headed, freckle-faced boy
leapt over the fire
so naturally,
so gleefully
This is not your average
day at school
Chaos reigns here
New moon
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
Inner rhythm
My heart leads my body
Listen
Living like this requires Coeurage
My heart


March 2011
by Sarah dancing temple priestess



Love Magick

This piece of art was created by Sarah this Valentine's Day. Deeply inspired by the love and creativity that moves through and touches all, whether we are in a sacred partnership with another or not, this love is an offering, a blessing of Magick.The spell of forgetting would be broken and eyes would widen with wonder and miracles would come forth and LOVE would burst forth for the truest memory of LOVE is everywhere and within everyone.
from Gail Swanson's, "Heart of Love - Mary Magdalene Speaks"