Saturday, June 14, 2014

The Dry Well

Don't pretend to know the secrets of my heart. You may have shared life with me for many years; but you never really took to the time to know me. Within me lies the power to evoke the sensual, the ecstatic dance of heart and body, the power of self healing...and those who have the desire for these things find it easily when they are near me. They respond in kind. They return what is given, and what is given is done so without expectation of return. All you ever had to do was to understand this. All you ever had to do was to stand on your own two feet, and to allow yourself to become lost in a moment with me. I cannot heal what you won't allow to be healed. I cannot transfer a layer of passion and sensuality onto you, and then convince myself that it's real. So pay close attention to the things we could not evoke in one another. That's where the answers lie. This is no simple thing, and there have been no swift decisions made here.

All that I am exists within a deep well. First you sipped. Sipping turned to gulping, and soon, your thirst became insatiable. All the while, you were sinking within the well. Further and further down you went, until you finally reached the bottom. You looked up to realize there was no way to climb back out. No way to float back to the brim....All you could do is sit at the dry bottom and hope someone would come along and lift you back out. You can't keep drawing from a well that gets no rain. All you had to do was BE that rain. All you had to do was pour out your spirit and let it fill me in much the same way mine has filled you.

Love and passion are like water in the vases of Temperance, one flowing into the other. If one is not filled with the other, both of them become empty.  There must be flow. There must be motion. There must be reciprocation.

Perhaps you think my heart has moved on too quickly. Again you're wrong. My heart has been drifting for years, searching desperately for the motion it so badly needs. After all this time, you should know my heart well enough to know that it never seeks to destroy unless it absolutely must. Caught in its wake, I know you feel lost. I know you feel pain. I know you feel as though you have no place to go. In knowing this, I also know that you now feel what I have felt for so long. At the bottom of the dry well, it's all that's left. I never intended to put you in such a place; but I allowed it to happen. I enabled you to get there. And though I'm certainly not the only one to blame, I am truly...deeply sorry.

Sunday, May 18, 2014

Bees serve their queen; yet their queen doesn't make any demands of them. They serve her because she is the source of all life for them. I wish people would strive to be like bees, with the Earth as their queen.

Sunday, April 27, 2014


Cold morning light, I feel the frost covered grass between my toes. The forge light grows warmer, and her strikes ring out like the cries of hawks circling above. Come down to my knee, wounded one. Let us stand together. Those who have slain us are those who have made us whole. Forge and fire's light, stone and spear, fate will no longer have us weeping silently among the trees.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

The Fiery Bridge

That moment when you feel the universe pushing you in new directions, and the chaos that it brings inside of you.... I find myself falling in love with that moment. It's the moment where sorrow begins to unwind itself, and new patterns of hope are born. It's one of those moments when you decide to open a new door in life, and there's a fire behind it; But instead of slamming the door shut in fear, you walk right through it anyway. That fiery bridge, however terrifying it may be, must be crossed - because it's the only way forward. The burns will heal, and the scars will serve as reminders of your strength.

To Lleu Llaw Gyffes and Fraidd....

Moonless sky

Grass crowned with dew
Lit by stars
Catch my eye

From below
Light rises 'round me
Swirling and turning
Like water flows

I can't behold
The growing Light
I'm blinded by
The strength it holds

I can't see
When I wake from dreams
Starry eyed
Reforged and free

Sight returns
I'm crowned renewed
Lit by stars
A new fire burns

Hart Spirit Feast

Black Sky above

White Earth below
Blood and Key
Hart and Snow

Wandering soul
Come near to me
Whisper and feast
Come near to me

Be welcome here!
Rise! Rise! Rise! 
Feast with me
Midst Earth and Sky 

I take your breath
And challenging gaze
Upon my death
I return all you've given this day

Dáinn! Dvalinn!
Dúneyrr! Duraþrór!