Nancy Lankston
As our Earth grows dark tonight
and the north winds blow,
As the fire dwindles to ash
and ice blankets the land,
May the light of our Sun
find its way home.
~Nancy Lankston
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#solstice
#dark
#light
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Image: Celtic Tomb,
Ireland
I am dawn’s flame
Arching through treetops
I am a whisper of wind
Playing in the weeds
I am dark loamy ground
Supporting roots and shoots
I am cool mountain waters
Tumbling toward the sea
I am holy Mother
Creating and holding you.
~Nancy L
“Shakti is the primal energy of the Universe. She is the embodiment of power and strength coursing through creation, animating and enlivening all that is.
All forms are manifestations of Shakti. She is the Great Mother. She is the source from which all the other goddesses spring. She is also the fiery solvent that sometimes, either spontaneously or in response to certain spiritual practices, flows into the soul and dissolves the boundaries of the separate self, restoring our essential unity with the Supreme Being..”
~Mirabai Starr, Wild Mercy
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#RootEnergy
#PrimalForce
#SacredFeminine
Dancing Shakti Image by Tatiana Konstaninov
“In the beginning, people prayed to the Creatress of Life,
the Mistress of Heaven.
At the very dawn of religion, God was a woman.
Do you remember?”
~Merlin Stone
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#sacredfeminine
Venus of Willendorf Goddess 22,000 BCE
Photo by Nancy L
“Soak your life
with wildflowers
and rivers.
Breathe in honey
and the moon.
Bring in softness
whenever you can.
Softness can carry you
over the sharpest
of grounds.
Like wind and water”
~Victoria Erickson
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Image: Her Rocks, Her Water, Her Light
by Miko, mikoarts.com
May I trust in the wisdom of the plants and the animals and the water. May I hear the message whispered in my ear that is for me alone. May I live with confidence that my soul is eternal and my heartbeat and the heartbeat of the world are one. May I remember the Earth is my Mother. May I feel my hand in Hers and have no fear. May I welcome the gifts that come my way.
~Linda Heisel
Irish Waters by Nancy L
The arts of women have been called the dark arts for too long, and they are the keys to infinity.
Infinite form. Infinite being. Infinite life.
The art of far sight.
The art of inner knowing.
The art of sign-reading.
The art of deep feeling.
The art of song and circles.
The art of intuition.
The art of frequency translation.
The healing arts.
The art of kitchen witchery.
The art of communion.
The art of sacred story weaving.
The art of creation and manifestation.
And others too wild to name.
~Alison Nappi
The Wildness with Alison Nappi
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Image: Fire Dance by Julia C R Gray