She looked up and felt engulfed by a pure wave of care. Time stopped and brought her tears to a halt. Frozen, she started melting in the warmth of the earth and spacious skies. Her limbs collapsed and just before she gave in to this being’s embrace that carried her before touching her body,…
As we are living the longest darkest days of the fall season, the winter solstice day is when there is a meeting point, an exchange, a gateway opening another dimension where time stops and the light chooses to return, again.
Both Papyrus and Blue Lotus were deeply embedded in ancient Egyptians ways of living and dying. The first in their language and communication in one reality and the other in their connection to the spirit realms through the dream space and expanded states of consciousness in parallel realities.
I feel the stillness,
I smell the scent,
Death is here.
Welcome my dear.
Love me or hate me,
It doesn’t matter.
You are the one, loving.
You are the one, hating.
Or is it me?
Who am I loving?
And who do I hate?
Separated, are we?
And what is in between?
A story or two. Blue or green
Is it too late?
For us to see,
I…
Moon, where are you?
Where is the light
In my night sky?
How many times
I looked at your face?
How many rhymes
Hummed with your grace?
You disappeared
Without leaving a trace?
When secrets were shared,
And prayers were raised.
“Remember beautiful, remember,
You are still breathing, surrender,
Feel me in you, oh so…
The build-up was felt as soon as I opened the medicine space in a private Ceremony on the night of the New Moon. I was feeling the intensity, the heaviness, the edge that was shaking me all the way to the bones.
I tried to hold still while feeling the shivers. Sometimes they were taking…