keep dropping in, and emptying out until there is nothing left

but the intimacy of the joining with the One

empty shell

the suffering structures have a right to exist

it is not mine to try to fix them, it is mine to not suffer with them

it is mine to be the Fusion of Sun and Moon

and walk with Peace and Courage down the street

almost insatiable desire to ravage you

receiving the impact of this

I soften the animal of my womanly body

the knowing of his lusting after me, that is not his Prayer

I bow at the altar of what is True

I remember my Beauty with the Music

I remember my Love with the Breath. with the pulsations of the Song,

I remember who I Am. I remember the Love that I Am

I remember the Grace that I Am

opening hidden codes of the Matri-Christic Grail lineage

I want to rush headlong over the edge of the cliff after him

or the projection of him, or the ghost of him

or the habit of my own suffering, but the Angels hold me back

I attached to him through my core wound, and it is insecure

it is suffering as it unwinds

I am split into thousands of fragments

I Pray for the help to gather myself back together

to remember my Wholeness

though I can look directly into the face of another human

and hold their hand

and I am so deeply present, tears spilling over from my eyes

Woman is Dakini, but more than that

Dakini is Woman and must be worshiped as such

it’s all in the eyes

where they are looking, who and what they are looking at and how

the trick is to look gently from deep inside yourself,

bring awareness there first

photo this episode by Anna Gaschino