Let my Temple be Without Bounds….

Oh, let my temple be without bounds…
Touch me, hold me in your truth
Take me to the edges of my love
Plunge me into my opening again and again….
And you, my darling, with each touch- you take me beyond…
With each gaze deeply into my eyes you connect with me…
With every time you fall to your knees in deep reverence
Of the energy between and around and within us-
You hold me so gently in deep holy union that I surrender,
That I open, love and move in this holding, in this devotion, in this beauty….
For ours is a Union with such open tenderness……
Edges dissolve, love holds, acceptance dances within and around us
My love, you devote yourself to my messy opening-
To my beautiful opening, to my opening that occurs in deep rapture
Oh, take me into myself so deeply into our unexplainable connection
Feel me surround you, yearning your penetration, your love, your fire of truth…
Oh, but I long to be met again and again in the space between our wholeness
My love, for this I have prepared. For this I have have practised and devoted myself.
For this I have yearned… For this I willingly and gently surrender….
Take me in this passion, penetrate me in my openness, love me without bounds.
And together, through our connection we enter the great mysteries of All…

Where is it, My Sweet?

Where is it?
The jubilation?- The wonder?- The exploration?
Where is it?-
The fire in your heart, the light in your eyes?
Where is it?-

That part of you that dares to dream…
to imagine all that you want?

Is it squished? Is it non- existent?
Suppressed by the voice of reason in your head?
Where are you, my love?
Where have you gone?-
That spark, that life within you?
When did you leave yourself?
Come back home… come back
And gently rest in here, the deep….
Fight a little for that stirring within
That knows ‘there’s more….’
Stand up when you are on your knees
And say, ‘I am willing…’
And when your demons arise,
Meet them and learn from them.
Dare to know yourself deeply
To better feel when outdated
Ways dictate your life and lead to suffocation-
Squeezing the life out of you….
Leading to swallowing deep truths,
Self sabotage, doubt and lack of confidence…
Staying small,  and existing to live only for others…
When here you are, a vibrant spark-
Don’t let the ways of the world dull it.
Live, my sweet…. Live your life with spark and fire.

Written by Elise Heyward
Art by Cianelli Studios

 

Your Passionate Servant (poem)

I wish I could make you feel
the light that I see in you
The light that I feel flooding through
my body, through trees….and everything…
The energy that wants you to stop
That wants you to feel and not think
That wants you to experience- not force.
Faith is a burning deeply within me
Tears form in the knowing we are one
I can’t convince anyone, but I can know it
In my bones, in my whole body, in my hair
In every single cell in my body….
There is more.
There.
Is.
More.
I’ve seen it. I’ve felt it. I’ve embodied it.
That which cannot be spoken… in concentration.

But every now and then you get glimpses of IT
In everyday life-
In your deja vu, or when you fall in love-
In that first precious ignition
That…. That- there IT is….

Know this:-
I serve one thing- IT-  the light in you and me
In everyone. That truth, that power, that grace, that love….
That perfectly balanced energy beyond the individual
But within each of us…..
So, I will be here. Loving, passionately devoting myself
To that…. all of that…. Nothing less…
No matter if you see it or not.
I will still continue…
I will still continue…
I will still continue…
Your passionate servant

No more Resistance

I surrender, Oh I can no longer put up the walls before truth
Of love, of the ultimate connection
Of passionate embodiment, of laying alone,
Of being touched by that which cannot be explained
Of that which flows through my body,
Of that which I denied for lifetimes
Of that which no longer harbours denial.
No, take me beyond-
So far beyond that I am deeply, oh so deeply embedded within myself.
So that there is no separation
I gently,
quietly
humbly
surrender
Oh, use these hands to do your will,
Use my eyes to dwell upon what I must,
Use my heart as a doorway to you
Use my body for deep connection
Take me beyond the smallness
I may wish to keep or my own egotistical reasons
Take me beyond, far beyond.
Let my soul touch and be touched by you
Let me serve you within me and without me.
Let there be a sacred connection, a bond, a knowing
That can never be spoken, such is the truth.
Let me serve the unknown, rich and potent.
I am yours…..

Featured Art by Jeffrey Lohrius
Written by Elise Heyward

The Beloved Pause in Our Beautiful Symphony (poem)

It is the pause between the notes played where the music is most felt and experienced….
It is the pause between the in breath and the out breath where the unknown and peace dwells….
It is in the pause of the open, connected, courageously vulnerable naked gaze into another’s eyes where true intimacy is experienced and explored…..
The pause…. oh, the pause…. so delicately balanced, holding the opposites of emotional drama with stillness and silence… of unwavering witness with quivering anticipation of the next ‘note’….
This silence, oh sweet delectable silence that highlights the energy within the most potently intimate crevices of our beings and interactions.
May we never lose an opportunity to experience the simple delights that life has to offer.
May our lives become a beautiful symphony.

All my love,
Elise

Art by Autumn Skye
Written by Elise Heyward

The Expansive Undercurrent to the Soul Path

It is a misconception that the spiritual path is only for those who are ‘gifted’, those who are crystal children. Those who want to be like monks and live in caves. Those who do yoga. Those who meditate. Those who practice Reiki. Those who travel in the ethers. Let’s be serious. The spiritual path firstly is subjective to the individual. However, with that in mind, I would love to give a shout out to those who are at home, doing the best they can to be a decent human being. There is a beautiful simplicity in this. There is a double edged sword when we head out as a spiritual aspirant. Often it can lead us down the path of identification to be this way or that. And this is so perfect to find your way. But something to feel into is the forever undercurrent that exists beneath every group identification, or activity, or practice. That is truth. Openness. Finding one’s own way back to our soul or essence.

The undercurrent has felt more like a comfort blanket for me of late. I have chopped and changed path so dramatically that it feels the complete opposite of what I have been studying for almost four years straight quite intensively. These modalities, if I may call them that are so completely opposite that the universal laws are bringing them together, making me the centre. I watched myself fight this new and perfect path for myself. I felt myself resist. I could see when my ego went into complete fear that all I had learnt previously was for nothing. But, now. Now, I can feel when I allow myself to be completely absorbed by the passion and intensity that is my soul path and my union with it, that I am allowing myself to be soothed by the fact that in everything I have ever studied the intention behind it has never strayed. The intention to know truth. To know more about myself. To enter self mastery which is a forever school I am absolutely devoted to on a daily basis. So, there is never a wrong modality. Or a wrong teacher. Or a bad decision. It is my responsibility and my intention to focus on learning, feeling, staying true to me and my soul path. Knowing this has alleviated some of the self made anxiety that I was creating for myself.

So, I have surrendered over my suffering, my attempt to separate this study into right and wrong. Good and bad. What works and doesn’t work. And entered into a new contract to walk into anything I study with the intention to learn. For the study of Self and soul is the study of the mysteries and they come through in whatever way suits me and in whatever way is needed for the soul path at exactly the right time. The study of self is the belief in something more than simply being born, working, and dying. There is an essence, a flavour, a powerful pull that leads the aspirant down a spiralling path of trusting in both Self to interpret and act when it aligns in life, and in the mysteries and their interaction with me equally.

May we relax and deepen into our soul path. May we trust and have a light filled hope that burns so bright within us that it cannot be extinguished. May we inhabit the place we stand and be a presence that burns brightly here on earth.

All my love and hope,

Elise

Image by Lunamom58

The Divinity of Passion

Sovereignty and Reclaiming our Sexual Energy

Don’t hide or numb that delicious shakti from the world. Let it burn, burn, burn…. Let it rise upwards within your body. Let it fuel your blood, let it feed your essence, let it charge your awakening- your rewiring of your very DNA. Surrender to that wild, natural, boundless state until the energy rises up so high within you that it’s sweetness yet pungent taste rests delicately and deliciously on your tongue and explodes outwards around you. A powerful explosion of life force energy spreading from your toes to the tip of your head… Your birthright. Your sovereign energy.

Dare to desire the burn of radiance, of reconnecting to the sexuality that innocently thrived within you as a child- but was later shunned, snubbed, weighed down with rules and constraints, tied down with fear of misinterpretation from others. This is an ancient power that once coursed through you uninhibited. That creates life and births out in the world. That limitless fuel- ours to open to and freely use when we desire within our very being. Time to shed our skin of guilt for experiencing passion, for desire, for our coursing sexual energy. Time to be the boundless gorgeous beings we are.

It is time once again to open to this. Let us remove the blocks that lie in the way. Let us step out of our hidden, guarded territory. Let us break down those well built walls that served it’s purpose to protect, but now….. now there is no enemy here. And if you are reading this, you are in a position in the world to be a beacon of light for this change to spread all around the world. It’s safe to stick your head out now. It’s safe to breathe in that sweet air. It’s safe to feel the way your body gently opens to the energies around you and within you. You are not alone in this return to becoming unbound.
This is your energy to feel within you….
Can you feel the invitation? The rumbling from deeply within?

Sending a huge love bomb,
Elise

Art by Benedigital

Rumi….

Your tongue was the tongue of the divine…

The ink running from the pen- your passion…

May we feel the supreme musician within…

The Warrioress

The Warrioress

 

Coming from a place of divinity,

The Warrioress is here to be claimed.
Deeply honouring and protecting our worldly natural rhythms

With fierce love, grace and passion.

She will not be corrupted, nor manipulated.

Standing as a tall tree, bending and moving in the blowing gale. 

Rooted.

With the faith that what She is here for is valuable.

Whatever that may be.

 

Knowing that She will stand with others,
helping them plant their roots and reach upward,

with flexibility and strength,
but not the need for reward.

 

No matter the adversity

Nor the pain that penetrates a constantly open, soft heart
In a world of despair, harsh power distortions, disappointment and greed.

 

Staying supple,

Fueled with compassion,

and lovingly connected,

Yet firm in her standing.

Present to everything NOW.

 

Grounded, yet connected.
Focused, yet opened to her shakti.

 

Let her dance…

 

Oh, let her protect you gently with a loving connected hug.
Let her hold you in your deepening and opening to feel it All,
With the courage to be tested and pushed into the unknown…

 

She kneels humbly before adversity,

Allowing for insights,
Opening to truth,

Even if great pain is the only result.

 

So connected to the heart that a fire burns fiercely,
While a penetrating heaviness resides in body and mind.
She no longer relies on the breath of others to inflate her courage.
Her fire burns self-sufficiently.

She was sent to break thousands of years of brainwashing.
Her love permeates as She gently but fiercely says “No”.

She enfolds with a loving embrace.

This Warrioress is called upon now.

 

Can you claim her within yourself?
Can you stand in your courage as your heart breaks and fear arises?

When your knees tremble and you see hate in the eyes of another?
Can you continue to love openly, unwaveringly, grace-filled, with great fluidity?
Can you be that Warrior of Love, a beacon of light now?

Written by Elise Heyward
Art by Simon Goinard