Journey Through the Tarot
I would have held on to
That burnt-out light bulb
For twenty years or more
If you had asked
I did lose the Queen of Hearts
If we meet
I'll have to take off my clothes
I returned the tombstone
Anti-apartheid Bear with
The leather feet
All the past
Treasures
Find some seeds - pumpkin, sunflower, poppy, wildflowers
Whatever floats your fancy
Hold them in your palm and whisper your wishes
Imbue them with your hot breath
Walk around your house, church, or favorite field
Clockwise or counter, notice what feels right
At each of the four directions (and the cross directions)
Throw your seeds, scatter them
To the wind that they may find fertile ground
To the ants to feed the hive mind community
To the squirrels and chipmunks stuffing their cheeks with abundance
To the birds, who will fly into your dreams
Invite in the rain
Release any frustrations, cry
Welcome the sun f
Feel a sense of energy begin to build.
Trust that you'll be able to weed out
What is weak or ineffectual
Focus and simplify
Nourish your dreams
As they unfurl from a mere thought to full manifestation
Shelter your dreams - tell no one
Until you see sure signs of growth,
Ready for assistance
Immune to criticism
Of the naysayers
Just like the rose is immune
With its thorns.
Seeds of hope
Seeds of change.
Seeds of peace
And seed money
Flourish into abundance
Benefiting all the creatures of the earth
This or something better now occurs
For the greatest good
So mote it be. Blessed be.
To curl my tongue
Around your name
Encrypt
My minds script
Saying I meditate
Is like
saying I exercise
What form
How often
What does it bring you
We sorted
Plastic macro
Charismatic fauna
Into acrylic bins
I don't usually
Blurt out my story
But when I saw your
Pearlescent fingernail polish
I knew
I was safe
Find a small ring-sized cardboard box or fabric pouch
Fill it with a pinch each of rosemary, sage, lavender
Write on slips of paper
Names of what has died
Friends, relationships
Parents, ancestors, pets
Children, grandchildren,, miscarriages abortions
The children you will never know.
Add photos, locks of hair, old threads
Decorate the box, seal it shut
Wrap it in pretty paper
Add a paper or fabric bow, just not plastic
Choose whether to
Burn it -
Cast the ashes
To the wind, into the sea
Flush it away
Bury it - plant some seeds on top
Forget-me-nots, purple pansies, catnip
Find a running stream
Weigh it down with stones, add
A carved heart
The watch that had seen better times
I give her the name of the hidden moon - David Whyte
For most of my life, I have hated being cold
Now I welcome every ounce of cool
Waking up, feeling the heat move from core to thighs
Prickles of sweat on my neck, upper lip, between my breasts
Rather than a flash more of a hot sw
Leaving me soaked
I imagine leaving a steaming eucalyptus sauna
On a cold winter night, a spark
Rolling my body in the snow
Like wrapping myself in a cloak of
Soothing lunar cycles, full and flushed
Drifting with the stars, back into restful
Content with the celestial
What is this veiled female form, the crone within
Tap the top of your head
Yes, you are thinking clearly
Now the third eye
See the protective bubble
Sing your name
Syllable by syllable
Listen to your name song
Feel the hum
Clap your hands
In front
Behind
Create a sphere
Over and over again
Notice where you begin
And where you end
Listen to your heart
Safe in your chest
Comfortable in your ribs
Protected by your skin
Activate your willpower
Fill it with light
Choose to empower
Rather than enable
Sink down into your belly
Trust your gut
All organs, all systems
Are working together
Don't be an amoeba
Evolve
Allow yourself to want more
Trust what you attract, desire
Yes, there will be some moths
As you Flame
All the more reason to
Use a clear chimney
Go down into your bones
Flex your hips and thighs
Wiggle your toes
Safe, secure, reassured
You have everything you need
It's already in your hands