I feel the stillness,
I smell the scent,
Death is here.
Welcome my dear.
Am I the scream?
… Of the earth within, cracking open the heart.
Am I the cry?
… Of the womb that created and carried time in every cell.
Am I the rumble of rage?
… Of the bloody warrior who is standing her ground and saying: No More!
Am I the deep echoing laughter…
The beauty in the simple
The beauty in the complex
Innocent eyes, a witness
Seeing perfection in chaos
Somewhere in between
And maybe in the unseen
Sleep my child, no need to stress
You are here, you are held…
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…
Walk child, walk
Play as the trees cheer you
Laugh as the bees hear you
Fall to smell the fragrance of flowers
Catch the beetles and colorful cicadas
Show the world the beauty of beings
A state of ongoing death and birth.
A state of feeling it all.
A state of love.
And love becomes life
And life becomes love.
Every step of the way…
We have the experience of birth in our body memory. From the moment a seed was planted in our mother’s womb, our own creation started manifesting in form. We moved from a pure consciousness expression into a human consciousness experience.
In this experience, we come to witness and see, on many occasions, a glimpse of…