Like the Blazing Sun

Like the Blazing Sun

Like the blazing sun I burn, Like the Blazing Sun.   And the flames lick my belly like the cat licks her young and I purr like the mountain lion on its morning run. And I will not stand for your existence when you look at me with twisted eyes of pain. I will walk...
Dancing with Pain

Dancing with Pain

A grain of sand taps softly from within, asking for my gaze She calls for release from her grain-like nature, wishing nothing more than to merge with the ocean from which she came Held within the safe Space of my Being, she rises Her torment melts in the loving hands...
Entering the Wound

Entering the Wound

It is not easy to stand with the open wound, when the whole system has been trained like an army, to flee at first sighting. She stands, as gaping black hole, with only the unknown at her centre; and the closer you get, the more she opens, yearning for your entry....
Divine Duality

Divine Duality

I stand at the threshold of a new relationship with the world ~ where clear-seeing is not divorced from fantasy. As the lamp in the cavern of my heart begins to glow, and vast new landscapes unfurl before my eyes, I feel a warmth, an un-ending opening, in which...
Real Woman

Real Woman

The Real Woman is rooted in Earth, in existence Unafraid of mess, and willing to dirty her hands, she digs in the mud, soil flying over her shoulders, searching for the hidden treasure she lost and left She will do whatever it takes to unite with every forgotten part...