WITCHY WEAVE

A warrior of sacred embrace,
Love declares Yes to all of Life.

She dances as a sovereign soul,
reveling in beauty as she reveals her witchy weave of divinity and humanity.

MEET THE YEARNING

Sometimes yearning is fierce,

a raging fire consuming the path itself,\

a free fall into the abyss 

of the moment.

Sometimes yearning is subtle,

a soft canopy of dandelion fluff, floating in the wind. 

It whispers to you as it blows against your skin.

Sometimes yearning is full of mischief,

a sneaky trickster, twisting your thoughts,

distracting you from the very oneness you seek.

But remember this!

Yearning bursts you into flames, 

obliterating you open.

Yearning pollinates your infinite seeds, 

fertilizing you.

Sometimes, you meet the yearning full on, 

and it brings your beloved soul home.

SISTERHOOD

We gathered to seal a circle with our hearts, 

witchy mysteries were soon revealed,

while serendipity played its lyrical notes.

We inhaled our collective wisdom, courage and beauty, 

and witnessed each sister’s soul blossom.

Dreams came alive through the breath and heart of the sisterhood.

EXPRESSIONS

Respond to sorrow the same as you engage with beauty, are they not one and the same expression of love?

Embrace anger the same as you hold joy, are they not one and the same expression of emotion?

Breathe in grief, the same as you would sniff the scent of a sacred rose, are they not the same expression of life?

SACRED LINEAGE

My ancestors stand before me,
to infinity.

Oh I see my grandmother!
She stands at the front of the sacred line,
anointing me with her nourishing love,
blessing me.

The whispers of old filter through time,
and so it is,
I am ripe to receive the medicine bundle
passed forward from the beginning of time itself.

I kneel with outstretched arms,
humble heart,
to carefully unbind the
layers of leathers and
streams of satiny silks,

only to reveal, a simple mirror!

In the reflection, I see

a woman,
a bruja,
a creative yearning soul,

I see me.

Then they formed a circle around me and danced.

SOVEREIGN SOULS

Let's bow to each other in devotion,
But let’s not own each other.

Let's melt into our delicious connection,
But let’s refrain from entangling or enmeshing.

Let's commit to walking in the fire together,
while walking side by side as sovereign souls.

Let’s choose to be gentle and deliberate, especially when our defaults arrive.

Lets integrate shadow and light into wholeness, inspired by our love.

Let’s be dedicated to curiosity as a compassionate cure for our judgements, agendas and strategies.

Lets embrace our neutrality and polarity, our friendship and our lovership.

Let's be mundane and erotic,
Let's dance with tension and ease,
Let's enjoy passion and comfort,
along with the full spectrum of pleasure and pain,

Let’s overflow towards each other with our wholeness.

BETWEEN YOUR TOES

my soul
like shifting sands 
always there 
but formless and ever changing
the wind picks me up and piles me into drifts 
or hollow dips
sometimes organized designs as far as the eye can see
sometimes I get in your eyes
and sometimes you’ll find me where you least expect me
as you undress,
in the deepest crevices between your toes.