Yes I know it's been an age since I've posted, I've started so many times and still have drafts unfinished. It's been busy and hectic and I have so much to tell you, but in the meantime ...
Today as my moonbloods began to flow and the crone came to visit I sipped my rose tea in amongst piles of cushions, rose incense and womb wisdom books ... and the old shaman woman in me wrote this. I may tweak it later, but for now here it is ...
And we flow ... as one
In this sacred space, this body,
I AM wild woman, wise woman, priestess in this temple of mine
This house to the goddess of thirteen moons
The place where the eight winds blow beyond the here and now of time
And I flow ... this woman pours ... with life, love, creativity, tears and blood
And she flows ... this goddess force ... with life, love, moons and seasons into earth and mud
And we flow ... as one
The Vestal virgin flame is lit
With a clear and joyful eye I keep those maiden fires burning
I join Artemis with my arrows and my bow
Inspired and alert is my vigil till a new day is dawning
And I flow ... this woman pours ... with life, love, creativity, tears and blood
And she flows ... this goddess force ... with life, love, moons and seasons into earth and mud
And we flow ... as one
With mother love I open my arms,
My Isis heart wide, I want to feed you, to clothe you, to hold you
Cover you with kisses and whispers sweet
I will manifest your heart’s desire and make your dreams come true
And I flow ... this woman pours ... with life, love creativity, tears and blood
And she flows ... this goddess force ... with life, love, moons and seasons into earth and mud
And we flow ... as one
The empowerer steps forward
Her magic demands that Kali chants sing themselves in my skull
Sparks flying from my mind and fingertips
I am great snake woman, creating and destroying it all
And I flow ... this woman pours ... with life, love, creativity, tears and blood
And she flows ... this goddess force ... with life, love, moons and seasons into earth and mud
And we flow ... as one
The old woman comes to me
My ancestors beating their drums on my belly, my spine and my hips,
Summoning the knowing, the ache and the pain
Until the blood flows like a prophetic utterance from my lips
And I flow ... this woman pours ... with life, love, creativity, tears and blood
And she flows ... this goddess force ... with life, love, moons and seasons into earth and mud
And we flow ... as one
In this holy space, this body,
I AM wild woman, wise woman, priestess in this temple of mine
This house to the goddess of the sacred womb
The place where the moonlight glows beyond the here and now of time
And I flow ... this woman pours ... with life, love, creativity, tears and blood
And she flows ... this goddess force ... with life, love, moons and seasons into earth and mud
And we flow ... as one
And we flow ... as one
And we flow ... as one
The beautiful, and rather fitting, artwork above comes from the Temple of the Blood cd by
Katherine Cunningham.
Heidi x