devouring and composting
we are walking in the sun
bless these closed eyelids that dream
(fire ceremony today)
9.02.2010
9.01.2010
summer 2010
thank you for sharing these experiences with me... either in person, or in heartspace!
big Love
me
jiling
back in ct
am back in connecticut
landed to a happy reunion with elder bill and bethany family of brenda, marie, cats, chickens, alpacas, and many apples!
drum circle at night
so many molded herbs stored incorrectly...
clothes to give away
things to pack up
am leaving here again in a week
and then off to california
and then onwards!
ever onwards
this time to taiwan
many questions from many people
the questions drive me a little nutty
but they are also good questions
that make me think
sooo
exactly what am i doing?
and who i am now?
good questions
medicine woman, rising
death
death to old ways and patterns of being that no longer serve me
death to old clothes that no longer fit
phoenix rising
ataris rising
ever rising
from these composting ashes of death
into newness
butterfly dreams
it's all just butterfly dreams
there's mold on my shoes
i watched moon rise last night
and sun rise this morning
ever rising from the ashes
cycle continuing flow on
songs that come and go from my mind
resonating with the inexplicable hum of singing bowls
resonant universe
8.30.2010
together
i am speaking with you again
my best friend
my sweet darling and dear
earth, water, fire, air
elements and spirits
of seen and unseen
i am walking with you again
and i am so grateful
for all of you
buoyantly grounding
as we flow
8.28.2010
8.27.2010
gathering the storm
everything is moving
as perfectly as it needs to
be it fast or slow
the winds of change are blowing
sweet rhythmic ancient scents
wild, exciting, distant, yet familiar
and i am dancing
as perfectly as it needs to
be it fast or slow
the winds of change are blowing
sweet rhythmic ancient scents
wild, exciting, distant, yet familiar
and i am dancing
when i fall, then what? (greenfield, ma hilltop)
if i fall
i know you'll catch me
but are you ready
for my weight
are you ready
for the mountains of my Heart
the crashing waves of my Spirit
the endless vistas of my very Being?
if i jump
will you support my flight
and catch me
when i Fall?
i know you'll catch me
but are you ready
for my weight
are you ready
for the mountains of my Heart
the crashing waves of my Spirit
the endless vistas of my very Being?
if i jump
will you support my flight
and catch me
when i Fall?
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