Listen To The World With Something Other Than Your Ears...

I hear the world through more than what my ears can perceive. I listen with my body and soul. Sounds reverberate and vibrate through me like a tuning fork preparing me for the energy offered from the sound. The pulse in my chest and the rhythm of the music... All reaching down deep inside of me and stirring its great energy with mine. In nature, did you know the tree's talk? The wind blows through the leaves, the tree echoes back that powerful energy. Placing hands on the bark I can feel the immense energy and wisdom that is more than what even the tree can physically hold. When I want to really see something I will close my eyes, open myself up, and dance in the energy of that which I am "seeing". People, animals, reptiles, everything we can see and everything we cannot has an energy and a vibration. So, I say:

Listen to the world with something other than your ears,
See with something other than your eyes,
Feel with something other than your skin,
And love with all your heart and soul.
Tune, Vibrate, Reciprocate, and Love the very energy that is us all, that is everything.
For, everything we can see and cannot is in fact energy...

A Morning of Me...

It is rare that I am able to have a quiet and peaceful morning. The only stir in the house if of the cats playing, and the gently hum of the fans. I need times like these. They are an opportunity to slow down, and to simply enjoy being in the company of myself. I am a social being, but I am also a hermit. I cherish and greatly enjoy being alone, with no other energies swirling around me but my own. These are the times that I realize how much of an empath I am, and how many emotions I pick up from others. A breath of fresh air on this morning, and a magickal start to a magickal day. I look forward to being able to wake early on other mornings, doing yoga, and drinking some tea while listening to great music while expressing my thoughts.
Namaste

Truth

My whole life I have been afraid to be who I truly am. Afraid to do what I my heart and soul are pulling me to do. I have been so afraid of what people might think, what people would say. Today is the first time I have ever called myself a Woman. A Woman, not a girl, and the power behind that was amazing. I no longer have such a fear of what people think of me that I will stop doing what I feel is right and what I need. If someone can't handle what I offer, even as a friendship, they do not deserve my time. I cannot be part of who I am, I will never feel whole if that is the path I choose to take. I am a sexual being, I am a lover, I crave to be loved not olny by myself but to truly be in that power with myself. I see myself freely dancing naked in the energy of who I am as a Woman and in that vision I feel utter peace and serenity with who I am. Our culture, our society, is so hell bent on monogamy, keeping things covered, being modest. We are creatures of energy, of God and Goddess, we are creatures who shouldn't be ashamed of our bodies, or our pleasures.

Life's Stuff...

Since my Blog has in fact been neglected in the past year or so I figured I would break the fasting cycle. Life is a roller coaster of ups and downs, at times. Mine in particular seems to be quite a roller coaster lately. But, it doesn't have to be. Personally, I have found that when I hold on too tightly to something, or someone, they slip away, or change. Granted, change is inevitably part of this miraculous life that we live, and maybe it is not them who have changed so intensely but more myself. I often wonder if I am a healer to those with "broken wings", so to speak. Maybe this is my life's purpose, to remind those who feel lost that there is still life and love everywhere. That life is about choices, choices of emotion, location, actions.... Everything is in fact a choice, and every choice has consequences, whether they are perceived as good or bad, is up to the receiver. I have so many dreams and they tend to take over my mind at times, like a storm that has rolled over calm waters and disturbed all that resides within. Not that dreams are a "bad" thing but lately they seem to be distracting me from living in the current moment. I need to slow down and smell the flowers, to calm the waters of my soul, and only then can I revel in true peace.

Star Shine

The stars shine so brightly,
the world simply seems to stop.
I envision my heart, and the feeling that it feels,
A heart, with wings on each side,
fluttering there in my chest.
I feel like one of those bright and glowing stars that takes solace there in the heavens.
I have never shined so brightly,
seen so clearly.
I look at myself, and I am glowing,
Dancing in the heavens with the stars.

My True Freedom

I saw a hawk soaring and gliding the pastel blue sky. The clouds like pillows waiting for when he decided to rest his wings. My heart wanted to fly out of my chest and soar the heavens alongside him; a spirit on the winds, un-bridled and free. Maybe it's that I have a traveler’s spirit, or that I understand something that many have forgotten. As I sit here on this fluffy, seemingly comfortable, couch, all I want is a seat that is of a tree and grass. I want the wind to dance with and play in my hair, the sounds of crickets and toads in my ears at night. When I look up into the dark sky, I want to see the moon and stars fill horizon to horizon. There is a freedom outside of these walls that we have become so comfortable to call home. Home is the grass and mud under my feet, the sweet melody of a river and gaze of a mountain, a sunset over a valley of grass, trees, and wildlife; untouched by man's inventions. I am more often than not pulled to these places. A pull that is so deep that when I do follow I meld and feel my connection to everything in this universe. What keeps me in these prisons of metal and sheetrock? I feel so disconnected from what is truly important that I try to fill my time with non-sense; occupying myself until complete exhaustion, passing out and then starting all over. What drives us to live in this way? Like were on a freight train with no certain destination, plowing through everything that is around us to enjoy. What prize is there at the end of the track? I can't imagine it is a very fulfilling one. I'd be willing to bet that you'd feel emptier than when you started. There is nothing ever to be gained, only enjoyed. And through the enjoyment we find freedom and peace. I suppose we all find our enjoyment in different places. Mine just happens to live in the eb and flow of everything that is found outside of the walls and devices we become so lost inside.

Questions of My Heart

How many times can a spirit crack before it shatters? How many times can a heart break before it becomes hard and rigid? Am I not worth the True Love from another? Do I love too intensely? My heart throbs and aches, my eyes are starting to tear... I don't want to end up like I once was. Burned... I closed off who I was, Closed off my heart. I don't want to be that person again. But how many times can my soul be pounded by the emotions of loss. It's hard not too have expectations, I am finding. How can I simply be happy intensely loving another without the return? Why can there be no return? Am I not worth it? Do I love too intensely? I am so tired, my body wants to run, my mind wants to fly, and my heart wants to engulf. I want to disappear for a while...