Tonight he lays his head
On my naked breast
It has always been a
Place of refuge for him
My need to protect and defend
Is also fed by that simple action
His head on my warm breast
His hand cupping one round globe
Until his breathing matches mine
And I think that for one
Moment of pure magic
We are God and Goddess
Clinging fast to one another
Our breaths creating
The entire Universe
Every falling star
Every tiny flower
Every hopeful heart
Every child’s smile
Into exquisite existence
And this is how
To love each other
Love each other
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Planting seeds is not just for farmers or windowsill gardeners.
With every thought, and with the thoughts before the thought, we plant seeds.
New moon days are auspicious days for planting seeds. The darkness of the sky allows the seed to settle into the richness of the Earth. To just be in the unknown potential of growing.
On the dark moon the most auspicious seeds for planting are the wishing seeds. The seeds that hold some kind of magic potential that only comes with wishing; with not having a plan of how something will happen; with pouring our hearts, desires, and longings into our hands; throwing our hands to the heavens and offering our hunger as ceremonial sacrifice. With wishing we admit our humanness and desires. When we intend, plot and plan we somehow think we can manage it all. A sincere wish does not have any idea of how…
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Let’s go search for vivid and thrilling beauty.
Originally posted on rockstar dinosaur pirate princess:
The conversation that ensued lead to several revelations amongst the group and numerous exclamations of “I am SO glad we’re talking about this” and “OMG I thought this was just me” and “why don’t we talk about this stuff? This is GREAT.”
So this is the first blog of what I intend to be an ongoing yet occasional series themed around “Things we we we talked about more openly.”
Before we go further, I am going to add a content warning. This blog, and indeed probably the whole series, will feature talk of things like sexual acts, body parts, bodily functions and fluids and other things that often make people (right across the gender spectrum) feel uncomfortable. It’s almost certainly going to make my…
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“I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they don’t. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that…”
— Ellen Hopkins
And then one day she looked up and realised she no longer belonged.
And, in fact, may never have belonged.
I thought this was beautiful and it resonated strongly with me. Enjoy.
Originally posted on YOGA MELI:
I have spent way too much time in hospitals lately. I have endured enough radiation, I just may be glowing in a whole new way. I am so ready to move forward, through and beyond this disruption in my body. But at the same time, I must listen and pay close attention to the subtlety of it’s warnings. A time for stillness and introspection. Down time has never come easily for me. I am one who initiates, manifests and moves, wild and wolf-like. Exploring, seeking and experiencing. My astrology teacher calls me a “hyper-aware, sensitive, athlete, warrior”. …this is Spring, right?!
Spring or not, I am now one who sits, sleeps, rests and processes slowly and deeply. At times I wonder if this is the only way I would ever learn to slow down. Stillness has never come easy. Fire and water want to move. I have an Aries stellium and Sag Mars who are a…
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