No more , ” I am sorry” : Free 2Be Me

I have stopped apologizing for myself
Stopped wiping the dripping blood just to make myself socially acceptableto the masses
I am a wild woman and I ownEverySingleCellIn ThisAgingMorphing into WillendorfCalled by the MorrighanAnd ErishkigalBody
I am…
The Wolf prowling under the Full Moon sky, both loner and tribal
The Tiger stalking her prey knowingShe has the key to removing their bindings
The Panther lying seductively in waitfor just the right moment to pounce
I am…
The Owl in flight under the Dark Moondiving towards the deepest depths of the Dark underworld with eyes to see in thedark and wings to soar to the highest light
The Grandmother Turtle moving at her own paceknowing she has existed lifetimes upon lifetimesand will exist for that many more for the codesof the universe are written upon her very skin
I am…
The Old Antlered One who has walked the Ley Lines, the Dragon Linessince before time was time 
I am Crone and Virgin
Seductress and Mother
Amazon and Warrioress
Sorceress, Witch and Conjure Woman
Medial Woman and Keeper of Realms
Modern woman and Ancient one
ALL connected by the blood of ancestorsand woman’s shared experience through millennia 
I am all these things and moreand I will NOT apologize for the scarsand wounds that brought me to this placeThis NOW of owning it allregardless of the opinions of othersor the stakes of a society that would see me in chains or even dead
I will not apologize for the strength foundand the wisdom honed through ritualsstudies, teachings and inner world knowings
I will not apologize for standing strongin the face of untenable atrocities
I am a Sovereign BeingWalking this Earth as WomanAgain and again and againThrough all the Timelines andLifetimes after Lifetimes
Feral
Wild
and
Free
I Bow To Me
________________________________________I Bow To Me, Arlene Bailey ©2021Bone Eater* by Lori Baldridge Grasbergerwww.mythicmama . com
*Artist Note:  Her headdress is that of the Bearded Vulture, found only in the highest mountain ranges of the Ancient East and North Africa.  She dwells in the cracks, crevices and caves in the highest altitude regions of rocky cliffs.  She only eats bones to suck the sweet marrow left after all of the flesh has been gone, even months later. She is the last of the last in the transmutation and rebirth of Spirit.  She reminds us that we must suck the marrow out of life while we are here, for it is a sweet nectar that leads us through the depths of all that we are here to feel – all of it – the shadows and the lights are here for us to eat and transform anew.

Acoustics Create NEW Heart Tissue

Stanford University researchers are identifying acoustics that create new Heart tissue! I keep thinking about Edgar Cayce’s statement about ‘sound would be the medicine of the future’. I believe much is really a reawakening to the power of sound, and that we now have the tools to take it further.
“This image shows the ‘cymatics’, or geometric patterns created in heart cells when applying various sounds. In bio-acoustic sound medicine, it’s taught that sounds are imprinting every cell and science continues to prove this ancient axiom. 
Cardiologist Sean Wu, MD, PhD and Utkan Demirci, PhD, an acoustic bio-engineer uses acoustics to manipulate heart cells into intricate patterns. A simple change in frequency and amplitude puts the cells in motion, guides them to a new position, and holds them in place.
Acoustics can create a form that resembles natural cardiac tissue. With sound they can create new tissue to replace parts of damaged hearts. Acoustics can be used in reconstructing other organ tissue and blood vessels. 
Sounds are use to create and harmonize, as well as clean and release. Both principles are used in science using high precision acoustical generators. The same principles can be applied safely by individuals using non-invasive, natural harmonic sounds, such as our voices and acoustic instruments.”
Here is a link to the Stanford study: https://stanmed.stanford.edu/listening/innovations-helping-harness-sound-acoustics-healing.html