Ode to know

The truth of your experience. Hold back on all the layers or open up from the core. The crone and the eagle, a small dog, a beagle. The jaguar is out to play, it was quite windy today.

Do you trust your guides to guide, support and assist? Or is always someone on the outside that has to show you how to exist? Why be cruel and unkind when we’re all running blind? Bumping into walls and ways, it’s a great mirror maze. And the walls are made of glass when you take off the mask.

You can allow yourself to be free, if that’s what you truly wish to be. Be hound in your period, blood running down the legs. Stains the sheets, becomes the mask that you bury your face into, deep, deep deep down deep hide your scars so that they will never see what you’ve really felt and gone through the depths of the lives you lived, keep it covered keep it calm. Hide it away and just sing along.

No.

Absolutely not, no and never again.

Speak your voice and speak it clear, own your power, let it be near. Change up the routine, rip up the sheets, there’s a monster inside and it’s ready to feast. Feast on your fear and resistance to letting go. Feast on the doubt, dissolve ego.

Down down deep it dwells down down deep it calls out. Save me, know me, feel me, love me. Allow yourself to go where no other has ever gone. Trust me, it’s your contribution to us all. The bong, a cominbation of all the elements, trust me you’ve already shown me fire. I’ll speak out to all of you as if conducting a choir, you see I see it all. The tentacles have eyes and faces and hearts. They have strokes and sounds and many moving parts. Cedar blows O’s, the space in the grove, open up to the love, you know where to go.

But the rage! The rage ! The deep burning rage! Ready to shred and rip up the page. I fucking see you and I know and still I restrained myself. Held back in the seat. The over the shoulder safety belt on the rollercoaster feels the safest of them all. Locked into place for the great crash and fall. All that once was buried, reveals itself this fall. Allow yourself to face what’s been inside, your deepest and greatest wounds. Your wild cries. What others wish for you. What you’ve been trying to hide. What do you need to know? What can you let slide? Disappear into the abyss, let it go and never miss.

If it’s meant to be then it will be.

I forgive it all as it comes back to me.

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Take peace in your space of rest. You’ll never escape what you are truly made of. You know your heart is your great wielding torch. You know your truth and you know your oath. It’s safe to let go to this now. It’s safe to let go, it’s safe to open up and to open and to receive.

You keep pushing past the black flies, trying to run from the path that’s set out for thee. Why? What do you resist within you?

A muse turned devil, do you love what you see when it’s all laid out plainly? In shapes and bones. Drawing, the bold lines turned faint and delicate. They still held their shape as the tears escape. The heart mourns their loss and encourages their departure.

Do you love me as I’ve loved you? Great Scorpio moon. Sagittarius ascendant. I mourn and I greive for you as you did for me. The walls turned upside down, eyes turned back, who could I trust? Who could I know? As I channeled your demons into coherence, into the stuff written about in story books. The night saves the great day. They tousled and dance and blend into one. Sun up, sun down, night rises, night falls. The wheel of time turns and turns and turns and turns and we are safe to let go. We are safe to mourn. We are safe to feel, to feel it all my dear.

Not the only one who lost someone that day. The heart breaks, splinters and cracks, and memories flood back into the space. A heart who always felt so fully. I see you. I love you dear bully.

Trust your information, your heart and what you’ve once held so near. No use in distracting, to hiding or fighting. Prying or disguising the truth of who you are and what you’re here to share with the world.

“HAVE NO FEAR” in big blue letters. A shooting star overhead.

Please protect me, angels, guide me, hold me, bring me into a space of love within all that I see and experience and please, please, set me free. Liberate me in my mind. Mind body spirit. Three rainbow trout swim home, pink and green like watermelon.

Follow your heart dear one. There’s a reason I cheered for the one that I did, the one that resonated so close to the depths of my being. It’s all in the gray area you see. What we decided and what we choose and this is what sets us free.

If I lay it all out on the table would you really love me? All that you see? Accept and rejoice and hold me in my entirety? Crying with snot that drips into my mouth. I wipe it away with the back of my sleeve. Purple and black and a very thin strip of white.

Who are you refusing to listen to? What parts of you beg to be seen? Loved, held cherished and accepted in full? The one who has never been given a real seat at the table? Always responsible for the misgivings of all the others? Does jaguar roar with you or for you? Who are you truly fighting against? Is it your true self? What parts of you need to be seen.

Can you see them? Can you hold them? Can you love them?

Have you checked the webpage a few times this week waiting for a reply?

Some remain hidden. Full transcripts left to hide in the archives. Written and kept to my eyes only. A bird with its wings clipped. Relearn how to fly in time.

We’re in Jupiter time and the centrifuge of the caboose ricochets through the shackles. Your blue hat reminds me of one that I once knew. They lit monster trucks on fire as the start of the great rebellion. A mere distraction from what’s really going on inside. Is it complicated or is it something I’ve constructed in the mind. A ‘pain body’ activation? How many times can I tell this to myself before it resonates clear and true. The eerie of the music. Brings it all up. Can we hold each other through the grief? The collective disgust in the other, how did it get to what it now is, distaste and distrustful in it all, hold tightly to your heart, never let go. Let it guide you near my dear. We will get through it as one I promise you.

Run first and don’t look back. Take me down to the river and bathe me clean. Put me on the back of your white horse and rise. Ride me into the sunset as another stays behind in the squalor and terror of empty nights and hollow days. Wait, wait, wait for me, I bleed out for you. I am here for you, I am here for you. We are here for you, dancing between the realms, as above, so below, one on the surface, one deep underneath, and all combined and united together.

Step off the scale. Put it all away, no use criticizing in a world already set out to destroy us. Nature is not cruel, nature is kind. Nature, earth, Gaia, she loves us without condition. Do we listen deeply to the messages? Need to ask in each moment for the clarity? Or can we simply raise your chins.

“Align the heart, mind, and spine with the tallest pine and in it you will find the One,” willow speaks through me.

How dreary the commitment to the suffering once was. Our choice, your collective desire to rise up and out. To lift up our heads from beneath the deep inky blue and instead rise. Rise into love. Reverence, respect, care, devotion to ourselves and to the love that we are. To living freely. Living liberated, living well and unchained and unbound. Jupiter is on our side. Willow is in our side. Cedar is on our side. Angels and Spirit and the animals and plant kingdoms are on our side. The humans too, though more subconscious for some. We are all on the same side, for we are all here together.

Together we rise.

You cannot hide your mother’s blood. In spirit we are all one, we can never truly escape what we are made of and this is our greatest gift to ourselves and to the world. To show up in our fullest and strongest and most powerful expression. When we share and express and ignite we liberate. We expand and we cultivate a flaming fire within. Bold and big enough to rise and spark up the whole town, the whole globe, the whole earth. We sit back and we feel as all the old chains fall and dissolve with ease and tenderness, grace they dissolve from our bodies as we awaken the goddess within. The I Am. The power of self and truth that we are. The room is as we make it. We can be floating out in the galaxy drinking a cup of tea.

Playing cards and live fearlessly. Lightly, peacefully.

What ignites you? What lights you up? What sets you free?

Is it feeling all of your feelings or is it singing from the rooftops? It’s okay that it changes in each moment and to flow with how the energy wants to move and to express itself.

God loves you, and in that you save yourself. Guided by the awakened heart within you.

You are safe to rise, rise my love and feel as all the layers fall and dissolve. Dissolve those layers and those chains around your heart. It’s safe to let go now, it’s safe to be to feel, to express. To open up to the divinity that you are. It’s safe to feel, to express, to emote. To cry to listen to dance to sway. Feel it all and feel it today.

Allow yourself to let it all go. Let your voice be heard. Have a delightful time in doing so. Put up the fight. Edit the post, change the dance. You’re here to pick yourself up through your inner self. What are you praying for?

If it’s meant to be then it will be

I forgive it as it all comes back to me.

If it’s meant to be then it will be

I forgive it as it all comes back to me