Let Go- Be Still and Feel it All (poem)

Floating yet grounded,
Being touched deeply within
Yet not at all
Beauty caresses and engulfs me
As I stand exactly where I am
In a time warp of entangled time
Tapping into desires unmet
Truth stabbing into my being
Like a long lost lover
From a long lost dream….
Twisting and turning,
Haunting me like a solo violin
Cutting through the thick air-
Of excitement, anticipation and fear….
A whisper echoes, traces of something
A scent left lingering
The energy felt
An inner stirring of a life once known
A deep remembering, a knowing
Rising to the surface
Wisdom speaks and says ‘be patient’
And so, I sit. I breathe this fire
Up and down and around my body
Igniting and fuelling every crevice
I am alone- yet intimately connected
Truth lies in timelessness-
In the gentle reminder
All will be revealed in time
Or perhaps not at all-
Let go:-
Be still, and feel….
Be still and feel…..
Be still and feel…..

Saturate Me Again and Again

I am already soaked through to the bone from tending my garden,
Tending to my weeds and exploring my inner plants…
I implore you to saturate me to my core
That I may feel my pulsing energy from within
So that I may be immersed in the glorious
Connection and reunion with you…
Again and again and again
Of this I will never get tired
Saturate me so that my marrow purifies
And opens to the blinding radiance
Splaying untruths out of me…
Let me whisper only prayers from my lips
Poised in the timeless moment, surrendered
With the passion of an alive body, 
Opening, opening, opening to be saturated once more
Surround me, enter me, embrace me, love me-
For I am soaked through in the ever connecting light
Connection…. connection…. connection….. yes
Love…. deep, potent and infinite – It never left.

Featured Image by Leslie Ballweg

Being a Mother, PMS and Being on the Path

Today is a ‘meh’ day. You ever get the days where everything moves in slow motion, even seemingly time. Usually it goes quickly! I wanted to come here and just be raw. Be real. I noticed I want to wrap myself in a gentle blanket today. I want to be so gentle with myself that outside influences feel like penetrating knives into my world. Such is my sensitivity right now….

So in the rest of this paragraph I am going to mention stuff for women- men, proceed to paragraph 2:

It is my time to be in PMS. It’s my time to honour what in ancient times in many different tribes around the world was honoured to be the most psychic and connected time for a woman. It is marked now by tiredness, anger, impatience in this time and responsibilities in the Western world…. but, the time prior to the period and during, in the past, women were honoured and how they served themselves with gentleness and quiet time to self and reflection, also served the tribe. Their roles changed. If a mystical question needed to be asked, they would seek out a woman who was in the ‘space’ to answer.

I have decided to be gentle with myself as much as possible. To flow with my own rhythm. Despite having two vivacious boys and a loud and often busy household. But if I turn my attention to it, then I can make a difference in my every day moments. I have found time to slip away and write this! But I am open to this being interrupted and changing. I am also hoping to meditate after this is typed out, in honour of the quiet contemplation and sacred rituals of my ancient ancestors, and bringing just a little more mystery into my quietude today.

I really hope that you can create time today for yourself and what you and your body needs.
Loads of love and hope,
Elise

Featured art by Preston M Smith