stretched wide across the chest
I send a deep breath beyond what’s pulled taut
into my low belly
where the ache lives (haunts)
much later, in stillness
the pictures flash across my mind
you and me
sisters, they’d say
whenever love’s torn in 2
the breach is gonna sear
I hand Her what feels burnt to a crisp
commanding SHE bring me closer to HER inferno
yes closer…I will not run
Just Dont allow my tears to put out
Keep me blazing
Burn down my resistance
to more LIGHT
Let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Mary Oliver
Our President made a comment this week about some violent gang members but I only see it as the perfect opportunity to take back the term. We’ve moved so far away from our instinctual nature, that we no longer trust ourselves, our intuitive knowing. We’ve masked our needs and drowned our desires with food, alcohol and every other form of numbing. We need only to feel again what it means to be fully human.
Our howls for the pain of the world will release our stuck pain. Our growls for all the suffering will push aside the evil impulse to cause more pain.
We are animals- every one of us trying to hide what brings us shame. The lust, the gluttony, the need to feel safe so we attempt to surround ourselves with all the trappings of ‘things’. It doesnt work. We are not safe.
Best to be wild. Be free. Be bold. Speak truth. Love will emerge…its covered over in fear of being seen fully.
How will you embrace your animal nature-
- yoga postures, breathing consciously?
- Lots of making love with self or partner– sounds escaping body, seratonin boost?
- Walking in nature, hugging the trees, gazing at the sky?
- Lying on Mama EARTH allowing Her to embrace you fully, your tears watering her spring growth.
- Making art or music?
Dance…for sure the easiest thing to do right this moment is to dance even as the world spins off of its axis, crazy with judgment, insane with separation anxiety. YOu are a thread in the fabric of the universe–
You are one of the sun’s rays my love.
Insults hurled, barbs like arrows gaining speed
Far-flung language and under-handed jabs lobbed my way
Makes no matter—I am Teflon Girl
The criticisms and hurts are only a mirror if I’m holding one
They no longer represent my Truth
Only That which serves the Highest Good in Me sticks
The oft-reported shortcomings have nowhere to land
Slipping and sliding into oblivion
I am Teflon Girl
Sturdy like armor, protecting what is of value
Preserving and insulating like a chest-full of that stuff
My heart beats on
I am Teflon Girl
I didn’t expect to
I was feeling heavy on this first day of 2018
I was curious and I kept making body shapes, breathing deeply and recording new podcasts
But after the sex I didnt expect what happened next
I made a hot water with a splash of Red Stag to warm my bones (it is 7 degrees out!)
But then the alcohol after just two sips, made me feel sick to my stomach
I went to my knees and prayed “Lord alive in my body’s discomfort what would you have me do?”
The answer came quickly…I promised I would obey because it wasn’t for my benefit, it was for a friend of 12 years. I would sacrifice on her behalf, trusting this message. Trusting my heart’s desire for 2018 to be more free and to be more connected.
I think this is a universal request for us all. Would you take the time to move your body- sex, exercise, or a breath practice, then pause on your knees and ask your heart who needs your sacrifice this year and what is it in particular you are meant to do on their behalf.
But the power comes in the secret keeping. No voicing what the sacrifice is specifically or who Love places on your heart. Keep secrets…let God’s work go deep this year.
Please comment below if you feel called to join me in this
God Bless your willingness