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Our First Reality

February 24, 2021 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

Leonardo da Vinci

“The mothers who remind us, no matter who we are, that our first country was a woman’s body, and our first element was water, and that our first reality was darkness…”

~Meggan Watterson,
Mary Magdalene Revealed

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#sacredwomb
#MotherGoddess
#femininepower
Triple Goddess by Amy Haderer

The Wild Will Call You Back

February 6, 2021 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

The Wild will call you back.
Through half-remembered dreams
and sunsets painted
in burnt sienna
and vermillion flames
she will call you back home.
The coyotes will wake you
from your sleep
with their clarion call
to keep your eyes
wide open.

How long have you been sleeping?
How much have you forgotten?

The Wild will call you back.
She will hang you upside down
and shake the nonsense
from the pockets
of your mind.
She will strip your soul naked
leaving you raw and exposed
under the searing glare
of the gods.
Offer up the holiness
of your confusion
and questions.
Dress yourself
in fireflies
and attune your senses
to awe
while you learn the slow seduction
of courting your muse.

Brush the stardust from your wings
and wipe the ocean from your eyes.
Flex your claws
dig your roots deep down
into the fertile earth
and show your fangs.
Gather pollen on your legs
and speak
in venom
and honey.
Peel back your colonized tongue
and let it hiss
and purr
and growl
and scream.

Do you remember
how to stalk
as predator
and how to surrender
as prey?

The Wild will call you back.
The owls know your real name
and will call you
from the darkness of night
to dance under the moon.
Crack your heart open
with your ancestors’ bones
and dance in the ecstasy
of your love
and your grief
with flailing limbs
bloody knees
and mud-stained feet.
Braid mugwort into your hair
and dream yourself
awake.

The Wild will call you back.
She will teach you how to die
again and again
and how to die well.
There is no difference
between your funeral pyre
and your birth canal.
Do not bother
to try and stop
the bleeding.
Love with the gentleness
and ferocity
of your whole
soft
tender being.
Feed the spirits
with your beauty
and sweetness
and ask them to show you
the way home.
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~Gina Puorro
www.ginapuorro.com

What Does It Mean?

January 26, 2021 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

What does it mean to come back into our power as female creators?

And as protectors of the wild?

Redefining Power

January 1, 2021 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

“If women are not perceived to be fully within the structures of power, surely it is power that we need to redefine rather than women.”

~Mary Beard

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Image: Egyptian Goddess Nut,
raising the Sun. Louvre Museum

In Every Breath

December 26, 2020 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

“The worst thing we ever did
was put God in the sky
out of reach

pulling the divinity
from the leaf,
sifting out the holy from our bones,
insisting God isn’t bursting dazzlement
through everything we’ve made
a hard commitment to see as ordinary,
stripping the sacred from everywhere
to put in a cloud man elsewhere,
prying closeness from your heart.

The worst thing we ever did
was take the dance and the song
out of prayer
made it sit up straight
and cross its legs
removed it of rejoicing
wiped clean its hip sway,
its questions,
its ecstatic yowl,
its tears.

The worst thing we ever did is pretend
God isn’t the easiest thing
in this Universe
available to every soul
in every breath”

~Chelan Harkin
from her book, ‘Susceptible to Light’

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Image: Moonlight
by Felicia Olin

Wild and Sovereign

September 22, 2020 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

I am the seed of
The Great Mother.

An Ancient Being
birthed from
Her Cosmic Womb.

A sacred symbol
of the stars,

I AM The Virgin Huntress.

A Woman unto Herself.

~Arlene Bailey
‘The Virgin Huntress’

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Image: Artemis / Diana,
Goddess of wild Nature

Our Mother Who Art The Earth

July 9, 2020 by Nancy Lankston Leave a Comment

“Everything on Earth began with her, grew out of her, and will return to her. This is Mother Earth as a womb and tomb, personified as the Great Mother of ancient and indigenous peoples: Our Mother who art the Earth.” 

-Jean Shinoda Bolen

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