Opening of Soul in poetry
Christmas Hurricane Lamp. (Photo credit: meg_williams)
The Lamp returns… (Photo credit: jamestraceur)
I have called you.
I will provide.
I will give you
all the compassion.
I will give you
all the love.
It is already there.
Deep inside.
I have called you.
I have set you free.
Hurricane Lamp Reflections (Photo credit: jamestraceur)
From my deepest heart,
beloved Soul
You are free to BE.
Many lifetimes I have done…
Today, I am remembering one.
With horse in hand
I rode like the wind.
There was someone in need.
There was someone in want.
My saddlebags contained the herbs,
my heart and hands the skill.
Would I make it in time?
Yes, of course,
I knew in my heart and will.
I had love and a good horse.
My hair flung loose
I journeyed on.
I sang within
A majik song.
I was a healer,
A lover and friend.
In this lifetime,
in the present,
the now…
I am re-membering.
Happy Mabon to all those beloveds who celebrate it.
When I was young I worried. I worried, I would not find you. I worried, you would not like me. I worried, you would not understand me. Now, I am old I know… SWSWSW. (Some will, some won’t, so …
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Honouring “Walking with our Sisters and the families who have lost their women to violence in Canada
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Young Son and Keeper of Hearts…
Fake is not who you are.
It is who
you pretend you have to be.
