Durga guards my Achilles heal
I ride the tiger of success
I have battled my demons
And I fiercely protect myself
*** I place myself beyond the reach
of all who would destroy me
all who tries to wound me***
I am the Unapproachable
Unreproachable
Nothing can get at me
That I do not willingly let in
I dance my dance of oneness
Only with what and who supports me
Nurtures me
Loves me
I am shielded by my own skin
I choose what to let in
I nurture wholeness
By creating and fixing
The limits of my personal space
I have clear boundaries
As an expression
Of Self Love
I love
My Self
June 2004
October 13, 2008
October 11, 2008
October 5, 2008
Satisfied Desire
The angel of
Purification came to meI am no longer
the slave to intensity
Instead I am
The face
Of satisfied desire
June 2004
September 23, 2008
September 11, 2008
September 9, 2008
Marie Laveau
I heal my voice
I heal my heart
I speak my truth
First and foremost unto myself
I sing the words
of Afia Walkingtree:
I am Alive
I am Beautiful
I can do anything
I put my heart and love in to...
Marie Laveau
Queen of Voodoo
Lives in my helpful people corner
I honor her with
Two black feathers
For the Raven’s nest in the east
Red and pink candles
For Romance and Passion in the south
Two white cowrie shells
For Yoni love in the West
A black velvet pouch
filled with love herbs in the North
I cut the red tape
And write my respectful request
On a parchment scroll
Pay with blessed money
And seal the spell with wax
As Venus goes direct
This is the center
As above, so below
She smiles at me, arms crossed
Chanticleer and red medicine pouch
Papa Legba and Zombi the snake
Gentle Jesus and Fierce Gabriel
The magic of New Orleans
Mother, Healer, Priestess, Consoler, Counselor
Your legacy lives on...
June 2004
I heal my heart
I speak my truth
First and foremost unto myself
I sing the words
of Afia Walkingtree:
I am Alive
I am Beautiful
I can do anything
I put my heart and love in to...
Marie Laveau
Queen of Voodoo
Lives in my helpful people corner
I honor her with
Two black feathers
For the Raven’s nest in the east
Red and pink candles
For Romance and Passion in the south
Two white cowrie shells
For Yoni love in the West
A black velvet pouch
filled with love herbs in the North
I cut the red tape
And write my respectful request
On a parchment scroll
Pay with blessed money
And seal the spell with wax
This is the center
As above, so below
She smiles at me, arms crossed
Chanticleer and red medicine pouch
Papa Legba and Zombi the snake
Gentle Jesus and Fierce Gabriel
The magic of New Orleans
Mother, Healer, Priestess, Consoler, Counselor
Your legacy lives on...
June 2004
September 5, 2008
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