Releasing fragments, shifting once again.
By now you’d think I realize my form will continuously shift shapes through this life. Working with the energy of animals that give me purpose, strength, tactile skills. I remember to give thanks for the animals that present themselves to me in the physical realm.
Hawk, crow, eagle, blue Jay, Robin, blue heron, owl.
Frog, bee, ladybug, dragonfly, butterfly.
Bear, salmon, whale, shark.
Coyote, wolf, panther, cougar, lynx, moose, elk, buffalo, deer.
All teachers whom guide me to the inner realms of earth and show me to live in harmony with her planes.
I am rooted into the earth like my spirit knows to do naturally. Entangling my vertebraes against the splendor of flat split granite next to a rivers edge.
I am home among her, she reminds me of this everytime I breathe. Oxygen uplifting my cells into states of bliss and stillness. Every inhale opens my body to a new found awareness of communication. Allowing the rich oxygen to entrance me into the flow of the wind.
I ride the winds of change into a new place, a space of gracious attempts to transmute the pain. Honor the process and stand up once more for the things that left you with unspeakable words.
I remain open among the mother, for she reminds me why I have a womb. To cradle the remembrance of history, vision and purpose. To fulfill destinies that were lost in translation and burned at the stake. This womb opens me to the possibility of existence. Creation just a mere blip into the vision of what it is to be alive. So now we live in presence, honoring the mother and the self. Honoring how these changes place us in a new chapter for reasons that only our soul may know. For reasons only spirit may know.
But we trust anyway.
We trust despite everything they told us, lied about and infringed upon our beings. We trust in the faith of Great Spirit and how we have come to rise once more. In alignment with christ consciousness. In alignment with truth.
WARRIOR WOMAN 