Love By The Full Moon

Posted By Ara on Feb 23, 2016

"Do you know how often your kind ask me about this?" The Full Moon asked.

I stared up at the night sky. What could I say in defense of humans? I felt like I was on trial for every person that had ever glanced skywards and inquired anything at all to the bright orb.

Bury Yourself Within Your Own Soul

Posted By Ara on Feb 20, 2016

I've been so quiet.

There came a point with all the chaos, all the change and all the mess swirling around me that I lost my voice.

Me. The one who has been in love with words as long as she could recall.

I didn't know what to say.

I didn't feel intelligent.

My channel seemed broken.

I had threads blowing everywhere in the wind.

To ask or not to ask? That is the question.

Posted By Ara on Feb 15, 2016

I'm terrible at asking questions even when I'm dying to know the answer.

Sometimes we want to know the answer so badly and in the end we trip over the syllables for so long wanting them to be perfect.

The words get lost on our lips as we try to swallow them down but in the end our heart's will never be satisfied until they have the answers they seek.

Twin Souls & The Lessons of Loneliness

Posted By Ara on Feb 12, 2016

When I was young, I was a handful.

I had a certain way about me, and I believed there were certain truths to this Universe.

I believed wholeheartedly that I was going to grow up to be Robin Hood. I was destined to run around in the forest wearing green and saving the animals and world from evil tyranny (while shooting a bow, naturally.)

Powerful Energetic Shift: What is Rising?

Posted By Ara on Feb 11, 2016

To say there has been a lot rising lately would be a minor understatement.

We've been in the grips of a multitude of powerful forces for months now that have been bringing so much to the surface in our lives including:

Winter's Song

Posted By Ara on Feb 09, 2016

She is as wild as the night that surrounds her A shadow woven in darkness Etched with the faintest starshine Like the evergreen branches tipped in silver moonlight That play Winter's silent song on their boughs

Companion to the howl of the wolf That calls in her blood She is the emerald fire painted in the heavens Dancing in waves and ribbons in the sky

Giving Yourself Away

Posted By Ara on Feb 09, 2016

I was taught that giving is just what you do. 

I was taught to share, to help out and to offer to those in need.

I like being able to offer my time, my energy and my focus. I feel that I'm an individual with lots to offer. So why wouldn't I want to help, right?

But at what point do you start giving yourself away?

To The Sister Who Will Not Bend

Posted By Ara on Feb 05, 2016

To the sister who will not bend; who will not bow, scrape or break.

To the Goddesses in bodices who will not sell one another out but help one another rise Who will not copy, steal or imitate their greatness but cultivate their own Knowing that only she can midwife her mystery into being And the world is starving for her magic.