Musings From The Trail

Musings From The Trail

Fiery New Moon in Aries

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New moon in Aries, the fiery sign of the spiritual warrior. We are entering the fire of initiation now. These times are wild and scary and unpredictable. Any sense of control is lost as our world is upended. How this will end is unclear. Call in your spiritual support.

Breathe! Surrender to not knowing and not being in control. Simply feel whatever arises in you. Be gentle with yourself and everyone around you.

Now is the time to open your heart WIDE. The depth and power of the human heart can lead you through this. And you will be transformed.

Breathe. Allow your Heart to crack wide open. Surrender to what is.

❤️

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In Need of a Female Metaphor

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The Universe in a Yoni

Queen Elizabeth I is known to have said,

“I know I have the body of a weak and feeble woman,
but I have the heart and stomach of a king.”

Even a woman as great as this, of such astounding achievement and wisdom, felt driven to compare herself, to measure herself with male metaphor. Deep in the psyche even of great women, there has not been a female metaphor for greatness, for strength, for the wisdom which they themselves embodied.

The female Deities had been so slandered, so stripped of essential integrity. Yahweh is after all God, Medusa is after all merely a goddess. We can forgive Yahweh his crimes … this is not myopia. The millennia of patriarchal narrative has left our minds locked up, unable to grasp the Female Metaphor … that she may stand sovereign, not as greater than, but in and of herself: so that, when a woman or a man desires to express greatness, nobility, strength they are able to easily reach for a female image.

~Glenys Livingstone PhD

Dreaming Back My Sisters

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“I am dreaming back my sisters

Whisper-worn footfalls on the Temple steps

Skywalkers

Storm dwellers

Heavy-breasted cauldron keepers

Songweavers

Snake sisters

Darkmoon dancers

Labyrinth builders

Star bridgers

Fiery-eyed dragon-ryders

Wind seekers

Shape shifters

Corn daughters

Wolf women

Earth stewards

Gentle-handed womb sounders

Dream spinners

Flame keepers

Moon birthers

Come home sisters, come home”

~Marie Elena Gaspari

ALPHA WOMAN

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I am woman
I am wolf
I am alpha in my pack

I am woman
I am wolf
I am alpha in my pack

And you and you and you are alpha
You are alpha too
And you and you and you are alpha
You are alpha too

We are women
We are wolves
We are alpha in our pack

We are raven
We are jaguar
We are fox
And Wallaby

We are lion
We are bear
We are horse
And butterfly

And isn’t it amazing
How alpha women work
No guns or bombs or terror
In our play and in our day
To heal the world
To touch the soul
How alpha women work

I am woman
I am wolf
I am alpha in my pack

I am strong and fierce and loyal
And I take care of my young
I am strong and fierce and loyal
And I take care of my pack

And if you try to hurt my pack
Or hurt my young, I bite
And if you try to hurt my back
Or tie my tongue, I bite

I am woman I am wolf
I am alpha in my pack

We are women
We are wolves
We are alphas in one pack.

Author Unknown

Stand in your Womanhood

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For thousands of years, we’ve been told the way we experience life and the divine is too much, too emotional, too dangerous, and that we need a middle man—preferably with a long beard—to tell us how to get over our womanhood so that we can be free.

It takes a little risk and courage to stand here in your womanhood—with all the feelings and fluids and inconveniences—and trust that awake consciousness wants to express itself through womanhood too.

~Chameli Ardagh

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Winter Woman

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Night Woman / Crone Tree by Carolyn Hillyer

“When winter comes to a woman’s soul, she withdraws into her inner self, her deepest spaces. She refuses all connection, refutes all arguments that she should engage in the world. She may say she is resting, but she is more than resting: She is creating a new universe within herself, examining and breaking old patterns, destroying what should not be revived, feeding in secret what needs to thrive.

Winter women are those who bring into the next cycle what should be saved. They are the deep conservators of knowledge and power. Not for nothing did ancient peoples honour the grandmother. In her calm deliberateness, she winters over our truth, she freezes out false-heartedness.

Look into her eyes, this winter woman. In their gray spaciousness you can see the future. Look out of your own winter eyes. You too can see the future.”

~Patricia Monaghan