Wednesday, April 6, 2011

First Spring

The sap is rising in the maple and the birch and the oak.

The wet ground is alive with sprouts, worms and insects.

The birds echo throughout the neighbourhood today.

I am the tree, energy is rising in me.

The buds of creation are growing in my mind.

Small purple, yellow and white flowers are showing their pretty faces

On the canvas of my life.

It’s my first spring

The first time I can feel nature’s awakening in my own being.

I raise my voice to the skies

In joy and thanksgiving,

In playfulness,

In the plenitude of oneness with my own creation.

Today, dreams are unfolding.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Who do I belong to?

Who do I belong to?

For centuries, I have belonged to man.

Without man, I suffered, was ostracised and died

I was expected to throw myself to my death on my husband’s funeral pyre.

My biology caused my slavery.

I had no access to food or security.

No right to be free.

Even God was denied me.

Who do I belong to?

My body has been used for pleasure that I have no part in.

It was bought and sold.

It was no longer living, breathing, sacred.

It was used, abused, dominated and throw away.

I say to you now,

That by the power of the universe,

I take my body back.

I reclaim my mind.

I am the embodiment of the energy of the cosmos.

I harness the beauty and vastness of the nebulae.

My being is sustained by the planets and the stars.

My birthright is divine.

I obey the laws of my own nature.

I commit to a loving relationship with myself and all life.

I honour my body, my mind, my life force, the movements of energy within me.

I belong to this moment.

I belong to all and nothing.