Focus Remains

Welcoming the New Year by burning away remains of the old that no longer serves us.

In the midst of chaos and broken pieces of past pain

One thing stays untouched by the flames

Focus

Dark Goddess connection

It hit me like an unexpected earthquake on my way out from a yogaclass. The foundation of my connection to the Dark Goddess and her teachings were deeper and more personal than I had previously understood. I suddenly realized why I feel such a strong tie to the dark goddess. I have been in her shoes. I have felt her degradation and humiliation. My values have been stepped on and deemed to be insignificant. I have been called crazy, bitch, slut, worthless, useless, and incapable of adapting to society. Members of my own family thinks I have made a pact with the devil. My main interests have been labeled as inappropriate, weird, taboo, disturbing, and just plainly wrong.
But I am still here. I never disappeared. All I did was gather strength and knowledge until I was ready to emerge again as a fully capable and complete being. A being that has something important to offer to society. What I have to offer is nothing less than the enlightening words of forgotten knowledge. The wisdom found in the teachings of the dark goddess about magic, sex, healing, death and rejuvenation. Invaluable information to a society in decay.

The Dark Goddess is a symbol of the freedom I am reclaiming. The freedom to be me, just the way I am. To embody the weird, disturbing bitch within and allow her to emerge when she is needed. She is one of my many faces, and she gives me the power and freedom to speak up on behalf of the fierce face of god.

Dedication, celebration, reflection

Womens day.
A day dedicated to women.
Before I enter a rather dystopic analysis of the subject, I want to invite you to celebrate.
Celebrate. Co-create. Flaunt your womanness. Release your inner Goddess and let her dance around the fire in all her brilliance. Dress up in the colors of the rainbow and twirl, just because you can. Jump. Scream. Laugh. Sing. Roll around on the ground. Take off your shoes and feel the nourishing ground beneath you. Let your inner light radiate. Embrace your shadow and give it space to breathe. Reach out to your sisters. Give a gift to women less fortunate than you. Share from the well of your uniqueness.

But also take the time to reflect on why there needs to be a day dedicated to acknowledging women. Should not all the days of our lives honor the feminine and masculine aspects of existence? Does the fact that we have a woman's day mean that it is implied that the rest of the days in the year are generally more dedicated to men? Think about it, how many holidays are dedicated to great men (real and imaginary) and their actions, as opposed to women? Why? What can we do to help balance out the equation?

Creatrix

Chaos is the cornerstone of creation.
Vibrant, chaotic potential waiting to be connected into a multiplicity of matter.
Changing patterns.
Unfolding enfoldments.
Breaking breath awakens.
Fire encircles form.
The cosmic sea swirls.
Earth is unearthed.
Cosmic resonance precedes the dawn of time.