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…

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

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

A Poem: From Here Let Me Live

I am awakened once more from my slumber with the Gods
It’s not the desire of the fleshly meeting, no…
Nor is it attempting to satiate the insatiable-
Which lingers as long as I shall have breath in my body,
Song in my throat, a beating heart and spirit in my eyes…
I surrender…..
I surrender…..
I surrender…..
Clean all parts of me that thinks it knows,
Replace it with the innocent curiosity of a child….
I surrender to that part of me that cannot be satiated-
That part that yearns more than anything for the most sacred union
Taking me beyond yet being within my own body more than ever
Allowing connection so deeply: Merging, infusing, creating…
Strong and true in my own being, whole within myself-
My practice, my creativity, my holding, my truth, my embodiment
Yet knowing this to be also in other-
For we are all connected, all part of the All.
I open to all that will come my way, all in the sacred unfolding
And so I continue the practice of union within Self-
Merging two opposites, surrendering, allowing and being in presence.
A deepening of love, of faith, of connection to the ALL
From here let me live….

Connecting in Times of Uncertainty

I want to say thank you…

Thank you to the clean masculine sacredly holding right now.

Meditating, loving, holding, embracing the changing instead of bracing in the change. Defying the fear rhythm that is descending upon the world, and sitting courageously in this, holding, trusting, feeling but not moving- praying for the feminine to rise to come and meet him. Lighting a candle for her to see her way, seeing through his intuitional eye, feeling with his open- still cool body, awaiting for the change she will bring. The change she must bring. The birth she is labouring through. He hears her screams of pain, feels her anger of war cries, tastes her blood and sweat as she claws herself free. Emotions swell in him and drip down his face, still he holds and stays open….. She has been imprisoned for too long, separated from him for too long.
He hears the inner call as she settles and purifies in her juices. He feels everything she has gone through in his stillness. He recounts all of her struggles, all of her pain, and the repression. Summoning all of his courage he stays, open. Feeling his breath, following his breath as it takes him into her, deeper into her… knowing this part of himself that has been separated for so long from him, his heart is blasted open with grief and simultaneous happiness at the union. One cannot survive without the other. It is a lonely desert within the mind without the flow and magic of the feminine, and it is a long lost dream, a figure of imagination too liquid and light to be brought into the physical to exist without the masculine. But when there is space…. Sweet, sweet space within the masculine, there is hope. When there is courage to be seen within the sacred feminine there is hope. Together, a hope is birthed, unbreakable and world changing. Together we must rise, encourage and love…. Within each one of us, put to rest the battle. Lay down your protective arms and your heated anger. Surrender over your fears and terrors…. It’s time to unite. Come back home….

Featured image by sacredgeometryartshop.

For Now, I am my Own Lover

Oh, where is my muse? I whispered to myself. This is the first time I have been without a yearning for a specified other. No crush. No flirtation. No relationship. ‘Yourself’ whispered back my inner self. And so, I go on a quest deeply into myself so that there is no separation. I turn into myself with my yearning to unite, to merge, to become whole. I turn into myself and unleash my desires within me: I want to see all of my flaws, all of those things I hate about myself, all of those sticky unhealed wounds that still lay dormant not ready for exposure… I want to see my beauty, my bliss, my untethered ways: Let me see them, feel them, love them. Let me set it all free with love. Let me feel a thousand yes’s and the remaining timidity. Let me hear the screams of bliss and experience the pain of loneliness. Let me experience the blasting truth- vibrating out from my body and the agony of betrayal. Let me feel the mystical vibration of the All and the imperfection of humanness. I want it ALL. I am ready to have that relationship with myself. I am ready to commit to feeling my own energy as it rises and falls, explodes and lies dormant. No more turning my energy outwards. No. For now, I am my own Lover.

Spiritual Growth in Soul Connections

Breathe deeply inwards

Close your eyes,

Don’t you feel me?

Oh, roll into it, fall into it….

Let your body and mind fall into your soul….

Feel the soul connection to Self and Others

There truly is no difference…

Here gloriously to remind us of the truth

Taking us deeper into our souls

Deeper into knowing ourselves…

To our divine essence, our buried treasure…

Mirrors, both sweet and bitter

Both in the heights and the depths….

Regardless of wherever we are-

Contracted or expanded…

May you be reminded that you are whole

Unto yourself…

May we serve each other to mirror this…

Feel that you are not alone

Feel it uplift your Being enough

To be connected to the love

That has no beginning or end

To the One thing that goes beyond the physical-

Body or mind… Pure divinity

Love with no bounds….

We are here, playing in the mysteries of divinity

Children laughing, loving, playing, connected, joyous…

Ultimately returning to innocence…

I am there in the depths- buried under your thoughts….

So breathe, sweet mirror and know that you never left

Nor have I…. connected through divinity…

We are divinity!

Thank you for the gentle reminder

I Am Not Alone…

Oh, let me feel this fire burn in my body once more….

Let me feel my own heat rise within….

Electrifying all of me as I move in sacred rhythm


With


My soul…


Breathing the fire from the buried depths

I open, I surrender… My body flows and moves
Some pain arrives and goes,

I am not alone….

And I feel the movement of other women
In this still, paused moment in time-
Like the pause between breaths…
In sacred, sacred circle

I am this, here….this energy….
As are they- we, all are suspended together

The vortex/ our vortex spins
Transmuting that which transmutes within us

Out into the world…somehow….this deep work is felt

I am not alone….

In sacred circle we move as one

Though are dispersed throughout the world

Time and distance shall not weary us
Shall not restrict us from our truth, our birthright,
Our authentic innate nature

I am not alone…


And there again- that paused moment that melts into us

That touch of divinity that softens, enlivens, awakens,
And touches all of the jagged edges of my being
Brings up all that isn’t serving
Cracks through that which is not truth

I breathe, knowing others are breathing with me-

Though I cannot see them. I feel them.

I feel them edging, as I edge, toward truth-
Their truth-

Suspended in time- for there is no time

Just this burning truth within me


But it’s nice to know….

I am not alone…

 

~ Art Credit: Izabela Ewa Oldak