The Time of the Priestesses

The Time of the Priestesses

Searing hot truth spreading like lava through her body. She refuses to squeeze into that which She once did. She knows deeply within She restricted Herself, restricted truth….No more! No more…. She cannot satiate the desires that lay deep within, once dormant now thrashing, and rising and circulating- all while tying herself to how things were before. No more… NO MORE is this acceptable to her, or to those She loves. She is set free in the alignment of the energy She can live by, and with. In the great inhale and exhale of life, She feels this truth burning within and coming out- burning everything in her life to ashes..…

Here in this chaos, in these ashes She is her own lover, husband, wife, mother, father, child. She is beyond all of this- She is bloody well UNDEFINABLE. She is beyond. Just beyond… She is passion, grace, water, fire, earth, air…. She is beauty, power, kindness, body, spirit, divinity…. Beyond all ridiculous human constraints and constructs. No… no more… She is realising her ability to bring change, to bring connection, to bring power, to bring love, to bring vulnerability, in a world that lays parched of these things, a world slowly opening and desiring the lubrication of connection and love, of a new way..… This is not a war or a battle this is a new vow she lives by, this is a new love to unite with. This is a sacred dance of union. This is the sacred dance of merging above and below. This is the opening to be a conduit of the energy and to the daily life She leads. She will not stop loving. Her faith cannot be altered. Lubricating the driest, harshest of hearts in her sacred light, transmitting divinity that even She has no knowledge of. Aiding the transformation of the collective as She devotes her time in silent surrender, in muddied sweaty skin, in the radiating free sexuality of her body, in the grace of her truth, in the teaching of her children, in the home, city, state, country and world she lives in… She is here- the bloodied, muddied, sweaty, passionate, gritty, loving, light filled, connected divine Priestess. And She isn’t going to stop.

To all of the Priestesses out there- keep going. I feel you.