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Shakti
I am a highly sophisticated vehicle.
For inter-dimensional space travel.
Most don't even know I exist.
Others attempt to gain access.
But don't possess the skill
to download my manual.
A few do succeed.
But lack the tenacity to make me start.
Or have the audacity but not the heart.
Some say I am a statue to place on a shrine.
In a room called love.
But a cage is still a cage
even gilded as divine.
The lover who seeks enduring freedom.
Discovers you can't pour the ocean
into a thimble.
The sacred spot
has always been a symbol.
The erotic portal is through my soul.
Play is the only goal.
Be humble and sincere.
Be bold and true.
And don't say I didn't warn you.
Or blame fear when you unravel.
by
Aisha Wolfe
from forthcoming book Lilith Unveiled
Please visit Aisha's Facebook page: Unveiling Lilith
Aisha's first book "Yoni verse Burlesque" as are all her offerings
are available by gifting economy, by donation.
_____________________________
I am a highly sophisticated vehicle.
For inter-dimensional space travel.
Most don't even know I exist.
Others attempt to gain access.
But don't possess the skill
to download my manual.
A few do succeed.
But lack the tenacity to make me start.
Or have the audacity but not the heart.
Some say I am a statue to place on a shrine.
In a room called love.
But a cage is still a cage
even gilded as divine.
The lover who seeks enduring freedom.
Discovers you can't pour the ocean
into a thimble.
The sacred spot
has always been a symbol.
The erotic portal is through my soul.
Play is the only goal.
Be humble and sincere.
Be bold and true.
And don't say I didn't warn you.
Or blame fear when you unravel.
by
Aisha Wolfe
from forthcoming book Lilith Unveiled
Please visit Aisha's Facebook page: Unveiling Lilith
Aisha's first book "Yoni verse Burlesque" as are all her offerings
are available by gifting economy, by donation.
_____________________________
The Truth of Lisa
Where ever Her feet touch:
Flowers bloom,
Birds sing,
And the universe cries out in ecstatic joy.
There is no greater power on Earth,
No greater intelligence in the universe
No greater beauty in Heaven
Than that of Woman
O! Daughter of Wisdom
I melt into your dark eyes
And fall prostrate at your feet
Your beauty and power are incomprehensible
Who am I to grasp infinity?
What love exists
Behind this surface woman I see?
In you, Woman, the Godhead is made visible.
By Burl Hall
Author Sophia's Web and co-host of EnvisionThis! on blogtalkradio
Where ever Her feet touch:
Flowers bloom,
Birds sing,
And the universe cries out in ecstatic joy.
There is no greater power on Earth,
No greater intelligence in the universe
No greater beauty in Heaven
Than that of Woman
O! Daughter of Wisdom
I melt into your dark eyes
And fall prostrate at your feet
Your beauty and power are incomprehensible
Who am I to grasp infinity?
What love exists
Behind this surface woman I see?
In you, Woman, the Godhead is made visible.
By Burl Hall
Author Sophia's Web and co-host of EnvisionThis! on blogtalkradio
SING
by Melissa La Flamme
Inhabit
the musk in the fur
that makes your
Smart-Girl, Smart-Boy
quiver with the vulnerability
that is your birthright
to embody --
the Bad-boy Beauty
at the fringes of
imagination,
the Bad-Girl whisper
in the landscape
of your sweaty
Dream --
the Dream that opens
the surreal door
to your soul's
ancestral
know-how
to unfasten
those heavy,
culture-bound
hinges they welded
to your
heart.
Now, your heart
thunders,
freaks you out
to stir you awake,
to tell you this:
it may seem
this all about you.
It is not.
You — body, soul and spirit --
you are here to be used,
shaken down,
broken wide,
tuned up
to sing
your song.
The soul of the world
has front row seats.
You're on!
© 2014 Melissa La Flamme
by Melissa La Flamme
Inhabit
the musk in the fur
that makes your
Smart-Girl, Smart-Boy
quiver with the vulnerability
that is your birthright
to embody --
the Bad-boy Beauty
at the fringes of
imagination,
the Bad-Girl whisper
in the landscape
of your sweaty
Dream --
the Dream that opens
the surreal door
to your soul's
ancestral
know-how
to unfasten
those heavy,
culture-bound
hinges they welded
to your
heart.
Now, your heart
thunders,
freaks you out
to stir you awake,
to tell you this:
it may seem
this all about you.
It is not.
You — body, soul and spirit --
you are here to be used,
shaken down,
broken wide,
tuned up
to sing
your song.
The soul of the world
has front row seats.
You're on!
© 2014 Melissa La Flamme
"Your Time to Choose"
By: Samantha Tabakelis 2013
This is my world
Some of you may view me as "just a little girl"
But the thing is I could send you through a shock
I could make you think different then how you have always thought...
I have so much to tell everyone but I dont even know where to start, but I guess I'll begin by saying you all have good hearts,
You may think you are a bad person because of past events, but honestly we've all been there, time spent
Your past is in the past for a reason, it is irrelevant
The things that you've gone through, the places you have been... Are the things that have shaped you from within. Why I say the past is in the past for a reason is because you don't need to keep reflecting back, your past is with you now, it is what makes you whole not what makes you lack.
Stop being so hard on yourself, it is okay how you have felt... You are exactly where you need to be in every moment, you are your own life's poet
You write the verses of who you are, you make your self shine brighter than the stars,
Take a trip all alone talk about everything that you have always known... Let go of the past by saying it aloud, say all the things that you have held in up until now...
Let it be free, let it out and let it be!
Stand strong and sing the highest note you can reach, who cares if you can't sing preach preach preach!
Snap out of your daily life, reach for a unbelievable feeling that cuts the old feelings with a knife....
Think of the feeling you get in your gut when you laugh, think about butterflies in your stomach... Don't you wish you could always feel that!
You can you can!! I am telling you this, because this is not just my own world, it is also your own world that you create for you, so guess what... It is your time to choose.
© Samantha Tabalekis 2014
By: Samantha Tabakelis 2013
This is my world
Some of you may view me as "just a little girl"
But the thing is I could send you through a shock
I could make you think different then how you have always thought...
I have so much to tell everyone but I dont even know where to start, but I guess I'll begin by saying you all have good hearts,
You may think you are a bad person because of past events, but honestly we've all been there, time spent
Your past is in the past for a reason, it is irrelevant
The things that you've gone through, the places you have been... Are the things that have shaped you from within. Why I say the past is in the past for a reason is because you don't need to keep reflecting back, your past is with you now, it is what makes you whole not what makes you lack.
Stop being so hard on yourself, it is okay how you have felt... You are exactly where you need to be in every moment, you are your own life's poet
You write the verses of who you are, you make your self shine brighter than the stars,
Take a trip all alone talk about everything that you have always known... Let go of the past by saying it aloud, say all the things that you have held in up until now...
Let it be free, let it out and let it be!
Stand strong and sing the highest note you can reach, who cares if you can't sing preach preach preach!
Snap out of your daily life, reach for a unbelievable feeling that cuts the old feelings with a knife....
Think of the feeling you get in your gut when you laugh, think about butterflies in your stomach... Don't you wish you could always feel that!
You can you can!! I am telling you this, because this is not just my own world, it is also your own world that you create for you, so guess what... It is your time to choose.
© Samantha Tabalekis 2014
A Message For All Those on The Path/For The Ones Answering the Call
We are the change we are searching for. It's no surprise we're having a hard time finding it,
like a trick question the answer's inside.
Some, like me have high expectations we're trying to erase
because they limit the places our minds can go.
And we know it's not to race to conclusions or exclude any info but
like a kid on Christmas our impatience can sometimes take hold. But it's ok, we're human.
We are youth in revolt of the old ways that are clearly keeping us chained
to the ground like slaves to didactic socio-political religious segregation.
And like me, sometimes we forget that change brings growing pains.
Do you know how much force it takes for a flower to sprout through pavement?
We are growing everyday, that's scary to some, leaving many parents to wonder
why their children aren't driving on the roads they paid to pave and ride on.
It's because WE have our heads higher, in the sky and beyond.
Roads are antiquated when you can fly--dropping the gas pump for light trying for a brighter future with nature as a guide.
Don't get me wrong, it's a long flight and there's going to be lonely low dark parts in the timeline but I find some comfort in knowing I'm going with my own flow on my own ride and no one elses cause then I'm not myself which is where all our pride should lie.
Not on material & wealth, but health, body and mind.
By: Byrical © 2013
Please visit Byrical's website: http://cargocollective.com/TheBrycical/
We are the change we are searching for. It's no surprise we're having a hard time finding it,
like a trick question the answer's inside.
Some, like me have high expectations we're trying to erase
because they limit the places our minds can go.
And we know it's not to race to conclusions or exclude any info but
like a kid on Christmas our impatience can sometimes take hold. But it's ok, we're human.
We are youth in revolt of the old ways that are clearly keeping us chained
to the ground like slaves to didactic socio-political religious segregation.
And like me, sometimes we forget that change brings growing pains.
Do you know how much force it takes for a flower to sprout through pavement?
We are growing everyday, that's scary to some, leaving many parents to wonder
why their children aren't driving on the roads they paid to pave and ride on.
It's because WE have our heads higher, in the sky and beyond.
Roads are antiquated when you can fly--dropping the gas pump for light trying for a brighter future with nature as a guide.
Don't get me wrong, it's a long flight and there's going to be lonely low dark parts in the timeline but I find some comfort in knowing I'm going with my own flow on my own ride and no one elses cause then I'm not myself which is where all our pride should lie.
Not on material & wealth, but health, body and mind.
By: Byrical © 2013
Please visit Byrical's website: http://cargocollective.com/TheBrycical/
We Are The Warriors of Light
There was a time
We stood alone
Separate from the crowd
But now all our struggles
Are coming to a close
We are the ones people will flock to
We will guide them to the light
We are fragrant flowers blooming
All day and night!
We are on the forefront
Leading our world into the light
Every pain you currently feel
Is part of our process to heal
Remember that when you are not well
We are the warriors
WE ARE THE LIGHT!
Together we stand
Hand in hand
Leading all on their flight
Remember that when you feel blue
It will pass
I promise you
We are the warriors bringing all
To the light!
Love and blessings
Maxine Whitfield © 2015
There was a time
We stood alone
Separate from the crowd
But now all our struggles
Are coming to a close
We are the ones people will flock to
We will guide them to the light
We are fragrant flowers blooming
All day and night!
We are on the forefront
Leading our world into the light
Every pain you currently feel
Is part of our process to heal
Remember that when you are not well
We are the warriors
WE ARE THE LIGHT!
Together we stand
Hand in hand
Leading all on their flight
Remember that when you feel blue
It will pass
I promise you
We are the warriors bringing all
To the light!
Love and blessings
Maxine Whitfield © 2015
As our Sun aligns with our the next nearest star
May we continue to remember who we truly are.
May we find courage through deep trust
And patience with deep wisdom.
May we cultivate our gifts
To share amongst this sacred kingdom.
May we learn how to let go
Of illusions that have served their purpose.
To teach us of who we are
Beneath the stories on the surface.
May we connect to our tribe
With the magic of each breath.
May we let go of unneeded fear
And see beyond the veils of death.
May we honour the path we have walked
To bring us to where we are.
May we be compassionate towards ourselves
And grateful for every scar.
May we find our voice amongst the crowd
And speak our truth so it may be heard.
May we share our stories as true magic
As we cast spells with every word.
May we listen to the voice
That whispers deep inside.
That reminds us of why we are here.
To open are our hearts true and wide.
May we find freedom in our excitement
As we follow that which calls our name.
Tending to our waters
As we ignite the eternal flame.
May our stories become the beacons
To help others find their own way.
Back to the ancient hidden knowledge
Of how to dream and how to play.
May we remember that we are more
Than what so many have been lead to believe.
May we be the magic that we are
With every intention that we weave.
For through the starts that shine above
May we remember the truth within.
That we are the cosmic Lions.
Forever will be, and have always been.
By Brendon 'Wolf-Shield' Culliton
May we continue to remember who we truly are.
May we find courage through deep trust
And patience with deep wisdom.
May we cultivate our gifts
To share amongst this sacred kingdom.
May we learn how to let go
Of illusions that have served their purpose.
To teach us of who we are
Beneath the stories on the surface.
May we connect to our tribe
With the magic of each breath.
May we let go of unneeded fear
And see beyond the veils of death.
May we honour the path we have walked
To bring us to where we are.
May we be compassionate towards ourselves
And grateful for every scar.
May we find our voice amongst the crowd
And speak our truth so it may be heard.
May we share our stories as true magic
As we cast spells with every word.
May we listen to the voice
That whispers deep inside.
That reminds us of why we are here.
To open are our hearts true and wide.
May we find freedom in our excitement
As we follow that which calls our name.
Tending to our waters
As we ignite the eternal flame.
May our stories become the beacons
To help others find their own way.
Back to the ancient hidden knowledge
Of how to dream and how to play.
May we remember that we are more
Than what so many have been lead to believe.
May we be the magic that we are
With every intention that we weave.
For through the starts that shine above
May we remember the truth within.
That we are the cosmic Lions.
Forever will be, and have always been.
By Brendon 'Wolf-Shield' Culliton
