Woman , May I ?

May I call you….

When life has hurt you so much
And despair strikes

May I stand behind you and support you

When the pain is so bad
That you hoist yourself up in a steel armor
So that nothing can touch you

May I still be close to you

When your heart has grown cold and bleak
Because it has been disappointed so often

May I warm it again

When your heart is too heavy with grief
So it feels like it wants to come out of your chest

May I help you carry your sorrow

When you think that no one listens to you anymore
To the stories of your pain

May I hear them again

When you feel supported by me
And have felt my love

May I then be with you?

Ineke Akkerman

I Am

I am the womb
of every hope
I am the fire
of every season
I am the queen
of every hive
I am the tomb
of every life

I am a drop
of morning dew
I am a star
in the evening sky
I am the light
by which you read
I am a word
in this very book

~ from the Song of Amergin
(Note: Amergin was a bard, druid and judge for the Milesians in the Irish Mythological Cycle.)

“How do you find the goddess? By looking where you are. . . . She is everywhere, penetrating every moment of every life with feminine power. There is not a single part of life that she does not touch; there is not a single place on this earth where she cannot be touched.

When did we first learn to forget her? Did we not all, as children, know the pervasive power of divinity? Did we not all once know how to fall between the slats of time into a timeless world where she endured? We can get back that sense of wonder at the radiance of creation. How? By looking. Looking everywhere, looking at each moment. She has never left us; we have never left her. She is here, in this precious moment, as surely as she has ever been.”

~ Patricia Monaghan, The Goddess Companion, February 19th

Art: Andrea Redmond
Cailleach Moon Cottage
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Been Her

I have been her
I have been she
I have been them
And now I’m me.

I have been out
And I’ve been in
I’ve felt defeat
I’ve known the win.

I have held joy
and shouldered grief
I’ve had my share
Of changed beliefs.

I have been hurt
and I’ve been high
I heard the answers
to what and to why.

I know the loss
and I know the gain
I know that we
all bleed the same.

I have been her
I have been she
I have been them
And now I’m me.

By Donna Ashworth Words

Art by @hannahkarlzon

Brighid Exalted Lady

“Brighid, Thou Exalted Lady,
Bríd, Brig, Bride, Brigit, Brigantia,
Sainted One, Foster-Mother of the Christ and all who came before,
You Who keep watch at the sacred fires.
Healer, smith, poet; midwife, keener, shaper, transformer.
Across miles and across aeons
Your children call.
Beloved Brighid, arise.
In the secret cave of this dark night, light the fire of spring.
Lady Most High, Muime, Fire of Creation,
Well-Keeper, Mother of the Isles, Living Oak, Aid-Woman,
Forger of Souls:
On gentle wings, carried by flame,
Heed our cries and be with us this Imbolc eve.
Arise from betwixt us, each fire feeding the other,
Spread your mantle over this reaching circle of spirits.
Bring to our souls nourishing milk,
To our hearths, wood and heat,
To our heads, the bright flame of clarity,
To our hearts, clear water and soothing herbs,
To our hands, strength and resilience to shape and be shaped.
Under Your branches, before Your forge,
In the water of Your well, in the solace of Your hearth,
We await You.
Arrive and be welcomed.
O tar isteach, tá céad fáilte romhat, a bhean uasail!
O enter, you are a hundred times welcome, noble Lady!

~ Invocation by Temiel
https://temiel.tumblr.com/post/175343409182

Art: Nadia Turner, “Brigid, Daughter of the Fae, of the Tuatha De Danann”
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Madness ; Little Prince

“It’s madness
to hate all roses
because you got scratched with one thorn,

to give up all dreams
because one of them didn’t come true,

to give up all attempts
because one of them failed.

It’s folly to condemn all your friends
because one has betrayed you,

to no longer believe in love
just because someone was unfaithful
or didn’t love you back,

to throw away all your chances to be happy
because something went wrong.

There will always be another opportunity,
another friend,
another love,
a new strength.

For every end,
there is always a new beginning…..

And now here is my secret,
a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart
that one can see rightly;
what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry – The Little Prince, 1943.
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Woman’s Spirit

See The Woman
She has a young face
An old face
She carries herself well
In all ages
She survives all man has done

In some tribes she is free
In some religions
She is under man
In some societies
She’s worth what she consumes

In some nations
She is delicate strength
In some states
She is told she is weak
In some classes
She is property owned

In all instances
She is sister to earth
In all conditions
She is life bringer
In all life she is our necessity

See the woman eyes
Flowers swaying
On scattered hills
Sundancing calling in the bees

See the woman heart
Lavender butterflies
Fronting blue sky
Misty rain falling
On soft wild roses

See the woman beauty
Lightning streaking
Dark summer nights
Forests of pines mating
With new winter snow

See the woman spirit
Daily serving courage
With laughter
Her breath a dream
And a prayer.”

~ John Trudell
https://indiancountrytoday.com/archive/remembering-the-life-and-legacy-of-john-trudell

Artist: Angela Betta Casale
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Fucket Buckets

Posted one year ago today…I am at peace and doing well now.

You called yourself my friend.
You tried to control me…I resisted.
You put me down…I didn’t listen.
You created constant drama in my life.
You took from me…then made excuses.
You yelled at me and threw temper tantrums.
I made excuses for you.
You helped yourself to my money
and possessions… and manipulated me.
I closed ranks.
You betrayed me…
You lied to me and about me…
Then you lied and said you didn’t lie.
Then you blamed me for everything.
When I would not comply, you flew into rages.
Then you called me crazy when I would get upset.
Then I felt as if my life was at risk and it was.
You created a horrible situation and then didn’t
understand why I told you I would move.
The trust was completely gone
and then…

SO was I.

So when you ask me why?
This is why.
End of story…
Over
Done with…
Gone.
This woman found a new home.

Rev.Diannia Baty

Tiffany Wyatt

Since I’ve been gone so long heres some new work for your viewing pleasure.

Enjoy.

TOXIC LOVE

They say to fall in love with someone is to hand them a loaded gun and trust them not to pull the trigger
I handed you the gun
you emptied the clip
unloaded the magazine
you used me for target practice and convinced me that was all I was worth
you convinced me the mess you were making of me with a masterpiece
I told you, you’re hurting me
you told me it was my fault for feeling the heart break when you never intended it
one day I was the love of your life, the next day you didn’t want to touch me
I was hurt and confused begging to know why all you said was you were too broken to love me right
you painted me as a villain and yourself the victim of your story when all I did was try my best to love and protect you
I painted you to be the hero in mine and painted myself as the one you were saving when all you did was use me to get what you wanted
you told me you loved me every time you felt me slipping away
looking back,
I see now you only loved the way I loved you and you couldn’t let that go
I loved you unconditionally
I did anything you asked I got you anything you wanted
I trusted you with the most fragile pieces of my soul
you trusted I would never walk away from you no matter how badly the pain you convinced me I would put myself through got
you always knew the right thing to say to make me stay
you made me believe I made up the pain, you didn’t intend to hurt my feelings so therefore my feelings weren’t allowed to be hurt
you left me and the blindfold I created from your toxic love lifted and I saw the mess you made of me for the first time in years
it wasn’t a masterpiece
it was a crime scene
you left me and I found myself broken and bleeding alone on the bathroom floor
you never saw the hurt you caused, I never wanted you to know
I knew if you did you’d come back just to convince me that it was a hurt that I created from the lies of memories I stored
I know now those memories I have of you being the villain we’re never lies
I was never crazy you, were just a master of manipulation you had me believing I needed you to breathe but the truth is you were the only threat of Suffocation in my life you had all of me convinced that the day I leave would be the day I wouldn’t survive well I survived I am surviving without you….