“I’ll tell you right now, the doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.”
Fiery full moon in Sagittarius aligned with the center of our Milky Way galaxy. Meanwhile Jupiter and Neptune are squaring each other, and Pluto is stirring up Saturn . What crazy potent times we live in!
Huge expansive shifts are possible IF you are willing to release and burn away the ancient fears and rules that keep you bound in place.
Let that old crap go. Then dream into the heart of what you truly desire.
She wants to meet the serpent Have a chat with Eve in the garden Before she was banished For the sin Of wise curiosity.
She longs to sit with Medusa, Gazing into her eyes While M recounts The whole sordid tale From her point of view.
She craves dinner with Lilith And all her beasts On a beach overlooking a sea of red. They will talk until the full moon rises Then dance with Cybele until dawn
She wishes to hear stories of HER The Great Goddess Stories that lie long buried Beneath a pile of myths and legends Told for millennia in a male voice.
She longs to learn more, so much more About Her lineage Her story Her wisdom From the she’s who came before.
And so she sits quietly waiting. She senses every story of Her Is still here, Hidden in ripples on still water In bird song at dawn And the flicker of flame in the night.
So she sits She listens She waits Holding her longing Close.