“Goddess Rising
This is for the women
Who have walked with hidden shame
Stirring like all is well
Though weighted down in pain.
This is for her Inner Child
Who longs to forget
Her innocence stolen
Body, soul and spirit rent
into pieces- fragments-broken-bent
This is for the Maiden
Longing to belong
-To another -
In hopes
to make right the darkened wrongs
Not realizing-blinded by oozing wounds
Her own innate delicious power
Thick within her womb
This is for the Mother
Breaking eons of fettered chains
For the children she has birthed
Through blood and breaths of change
She calls them Redemption
Regardless of their names
This is for the Crone
Who called her shattered pieces Home
To herself-
To all her luminous bodies
Where she never dared to feel
Making strong her bones
Crushing~ oppressors
With the swaying of her hips
Her hands soaring like doves
Honey dripping from her lips
This is for the Wild Woman
Who traversed the Underground
Leaving her footprints
While taming the Hellhounds.
Like a seed breaking fallow ground
Emerging fruitful garden
No longer bound
By the nightmare of the past
Awakened from the Dream-
Of Separation
SHE. IS.- merging realms between.
This is for the woman, for the Goddess
For me
For you
Rising from our ashes
Making ALL things new~”
―
This is for the women
Who have walked with hidden shame
Stirring like all is well
Though weighted down in pain.
This is for her Inner Child
Who longs to forget
Her innocence stolen
Body, soul and spirit rent
into pieces- fragments-broken-bent
This is for the Maiden
Longing to belong
-To another -
In hopes
to make right the darkened wrongs
Not realizing-blinded by oozing wounds
Her own innate delicious power
Thick within her womb
This is for the Mother
Breaking eons of fettered chains
For the children she has birthed
Through blood and breaths of change
She calls them Redemption
Regardless of their names
This is for the Crone
Who called her shattered pieces Home
To herself-
To all her luminous bodies
Where she never dared to feel
Making strong her bones
Crushing~ oppressors
With the swaying of her hips
Her hands soaring like doves
Honey dripping from her lips
This is for the Wild Woman
Who traversed the Underground
Leaving her footprints
While taming the Hellhounds.
Like a seed breaking fallow ground
Emerging fruitful garden
No longer bound
By the nightmare of the past
Awakened from the Dream-
Of Separation
SHE. IS.- merging realms between.
This is for the woman, for the Goddess
For me
For you
Rising from our ashes
Making ALL things new~”
―
“You don’t need to choose mediocrity when fire exists. Fire is passion and passion is aliveness, and for once, allow your belief to undo your disbelief so destiny can hold you in its ecstatic, flaming grasp.”
― Edge of Wonder: Notes from the Wildness of Being
― Edge of Wonder: Notes from the Wildness of Being
“Wait for the moon. Wait for nothing less than what steals your breath.”
― Edge of Wonder: Notes from the Wildness of Being
― Edge of Wonder: Notes from the Wildness of Being
“A Witch is a woman who emerges from deep within herself. She is a woman who has honestly explored her light and learned to celebrate her darkness. She is a woman who is able to fall in love with the magnificent possibilities of her power. She is a woman who radiates mystery. She is magnetic. She is a witch.”
― Embracing Your Inner Witch: The Maidens Guide to Old World Witchcraft
― Embracing Your Inner Witch: The Maidens Guide to Old World Witchcraft
“The persona is a complicated system of relations between individual consciousness and society, fittingly enough a kind of mask, designed on the one hand to make a definite impression upon others, and, on the other, to conceal the true nature of the individual.”
― Two Essays on Analytical Psychology
― Two Essays on Analytical Psychology
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