sacred cauldrons,
we are,
co-created,
guided,
emptied and filled.
brimming to overflow,
bubbling,
simmering gently,
fed by the eternal
crackling
Flames.
aromas wafting
through
and across
the realms.
sacred cauldrons,
we are,
co-created,
guided,
emptied and filled.
brimming to overflow,
bubbling,
simmering gently,
fed by the eternal
crackling
Flames.
aromas wafting
through
and across
the realms.
that part,
she,
the one who quickly
dissipates difficulties,
who is she?
where did she come from?
how old were we
when she first emerged ?
curious
and
eager to thank her.
she kept us alive,
afloat,
here, in body, now.
to her, I wish to say:
I am ready, Dear One,
to feel,
to trust,
the difficulties
you hurried
to take away.
I am ready to allow
the difficult bits
the spaciousness
to burn π₯
to reconfigure us
from the inside out.
Memories,
cannot access many –
blurry,
scary,
unwelcomed
they are.
Better to keep locked deep –
for now.
The time may come
to visit certain memories,
one by one,
soft and slow,
well resourced,
strongly grounded,
begin to see
the memories differently,
to heal the broken Heart,
melt the frozen bits,
integrate it all,
emanate a clearer frequency.
look up at The Sky!
notice a fluffy cloud,
deLight in its shapeshifting,
marvel at the Greater Why.
most importantly,
just
be
Here
now.
Life
will strip you
all the way down
to The Bone,
to your very Essence,
when you surrender –
holding absolutely
nothing
back!
Succumbing to The River,
arms wide open!
Receptive,
softening the jaw,
the breath,
the doubt.
Being,
present,
feeling it all –
the fear,
the angst,
the panic,
the tenderness!
Relent!
Resistance is futile!
As Life takes the reigns,
Radical Trust
becomes the curriculum.
The madness of the mind
melts
into the background –
its rightful place –
in deference
and service
to its Master,
the grounded Heart.
nervous,
proceed anyway –
breathing,
praying π
hands sweaty, voice trembling,
do it!
that thing
on your Heart
for decades –
perhaps even lifetimes.
the irritant in your Soul
that simply
will not
leave you alone,
begging you
to Rise,
rooted
firmly
in yourself,
your dharma,
your imagination,
in forces far beyond
your comprehension.
bright,
smart Beings,
they don’t stay
they inevitably fly away.
why?
what of the conditions –
the soil,
the ethos –
here, now
discourage commitment
inspire flight?
perhaps,
a misalignment of values?
a sense of directionlessness?
a desire for a bit more
stability and community?
all this and more,
trusting an instinct
to Go
Now
and explore.
Luminous Things await
on fear’s other side!
A woman who chooses
to Be
without a Partner,
quickly comes to understand
the importance of
her self-confidence.
Dancing with Life-
amidst the moments of strife,
she counts her blessings,
remains attuned
to her endless lessons.
She sees the beauty in it all,
answers a resounding Yes
to Life’s clarion calls!
She breathes in
and through
when moments of loneliness
ensue,
knowing that this too
shall past,
darkness for long never last.
Peace
is made
with her perceived
regrets –
dates not taken,
suitors not met.
She cultivates
an ever deepening faith
in her Journey’s course
and perfect pace.
Less judgement,
more acceptance.
Less attitude,
more gratitude.
A commitment is made
to soften her Heart,
to come from a place
of compassion
from the start.
She believes that
all is as it was planned to be,
no conspiracy
nor great tragedy.
She does not
herself
deem unworthy,
too unsightly
to attract
suitable opportunities
for luscious intimacy.
Rather, in reality,
an unconventional beauty
is she,
one that cannot be seen
so readily
through the current lens
of the vast majority.
She is unencumbered
and free –
free to be completely she
in all her raw,
sexy,
phenomenal
glory!
Free to fly,
to touch beyond the sky,
swim beneath the sea,
turn water to wine –
all in service to humankind.
a bit of a contemplative time,
going within,
diving deep –
deeper than ever before,
meeting and making friends
with all the variations
and parts of Me.
Listening
to all their stories
and different perspectives.
Breathing,
long and slow,
taking it all in,
heart breaking and opening –
no judgement,
only Love β€οΈ,
patience,
and compassion π
At the core,
The Messages
all seem to be same:
Be you, Beloved,
please do not deviate
from your Original Face π€
Original artwork by Lili Arnold for CauseBox, 2017
death.
annihilation.
trans-formation.
no going back,
a time to grieve,
to let go
to let it burn π₯
it – that which was
and can no longer
be
here
now.
a new identity awaits,
must allow the old
to gently fall away.
scared?
yes, petrified
standing
naked
at yet another Threshold.
where am I going?
where is my Songline leading?
skin shedding,
ancestral beliefs rising –
disempowerment,
unworthiness,
scarcity
the possibility of not living
to full potentiality.
that story ends
here
now
with me,
with fervent prayers,
with aligned community,
with Trust and surrender
day by day,
breath by deep breath,
re-leasing,
re-membering.