The divine feminine is the creative force that is within all things and all people, including the masculine. It is the nourishing, powerful, life-giving energy of love, compassion, of peace and of transformation. It is a deep well of ancient knowing, with roots that stretch back through time itself.
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I Remember You
I remember you, When you were still light A breath forged from deep within the Universe; When your shining grace still rested among the stars And you were etched upon the heavens. Silently you waited In the pause between breaths, Long before this human life began Before you joined this Earthly realm; Did you feel me there in the ether. Where your essence flowed alongside mine in eternity?
Let Me Never Be Lost In Love
I don't want to be lost in love, I want to be found. To be discovered and uncovered bit by glorious bit; revealed and revered in each glorious facet. I don't want to be lost in love; I want to surrender into it fully. To make a willing leap and not a stumbled fall.
Dear Conscious Man
Dear Conscious Man, Thank you for loving that I am unapologetically strong, wild and fiercely free and for never trying to tame me. Trying to clip my wings would kill me faster than a thousand daggers ever could. Thank you for riding with me during all the storms that threaten our shores. Thank you for being a true partner and a best friend.
Wicked Games
"A Queen will not play games; she knows those that play are not worth her time." ~C. Ara Campbell
The Truth Will Set You Free
"The thing about the truth is it feels good in your lips; the way you say it, the way it sounds, the way you feel at the core of your being when it all comes rushing out. You feel free. You can breathe. But you can't stop there. Once you start speaking your truth you can't stop; it demands to be screamed in every aspect of your life and will not remain hidden.
Huge Energetic Shifts
There is a ton of energy that is moving right now in our world that is causing big shifts in our reality. You can feel it energetically, it's been really ramped up lately. This can manifest in many different ways. Becoming hyper-sensitive to smell, to taste, to everything around you. You're like a finely tuned instrument that can feel and read everything.
To Be Seen
"There is no treasure greater on Earth than having someone see right down to your true depths and embracing all that you are; shadow and light made visible to the souls eye and every facet held equally beautiful." ~Ara
Kali
Kali. I thought you would strike fear into the very depths of my being. Fierce One, Goddess of Time. And yet your power is a level of loving devotion that I would never have imagined. She calls to me. She calls to my aching, longing soul. She calls to me to let my heart go and shatter completely.
Siren Song of Solitude
I am haunted by the lonely call of the midnight train from my bedroom window, the siren song of solitude cutting through the cool evening air and deeply into my being. Like a lone howling wolf though the forest darkness or a loon call echoing upon a still lake it moves with mystical alchemy transfixing all who are ensnared by its wordless spell.