The Wrath of a God

 

 

I will rip the ozone asunder,
rent open from my wrath and desperate hunger
The Lightning is mine to use as I will
and I will exert the power in my Thunder

I will not lose you, Goddess, to mortal pain and end
I will roar aloud with flame dashed to the earth
for it is your Love I will not give up on another’s word and folly

Hail down on lands and seas
I will wreck the plot and seed
if I cannot have you against my breast
and my beating Heart
though I be but one God, I will tear all open
as if I were Nine
until Hel herself shudders with fear
and I win back my Love and my Light
my equal and my like

Fair One, dear Heart
I will come for you
no Giant, no Elfin kind can hold me back from what I love
they will all know Mjölnir and tremble
and your redemption I will ensue
for you are mine and I will not quiet
until you are again in my arms

thoughts on a cold clear day

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This world is full of unlimited possibilities. We are but grains of sand, drifting over the dunes of Time, fulfilling our destinies. We cannot change the nature of mankind, but we can change the nature of our Selves. With positive change and transformation, these endless possibilities become more real, and we begin to internalize them. Once the inward thought begins, action will follow. Possibilities then turn into goals, and with Wisdom and knowing and learning anew, we can reach these goals.

A little bit of dance goes a long way

The heart beat, the pulse, the Drum….they’re all connected….

So I’m going to step onto a path of dance. Namely belly dancing 🙂

Toning, cardio, stamina…all these wonderful results with dance. Not to mention Spirit. The Spirit is cared for when you dance. The rhythm of drumming and music can send one to a ‘trance’ state, enabling total Spirit communion.

You don’t have to be young and supermodel sized…belly dancing is great for EVERY woman, any age, any shape, any size! It encourages confidence in our looks, our Hearts, and our femininity.

So I want to try it! Who’s with me??!!

Contemplative thought

When the words won’t flow freely, when it feels forced or too…linear…I can’t make it happen. I can’t manifest any of the dark, any of the light, any of the thoughts taking shape as visions and ”memories” in my mind.

I grow silent and withdraw into careful contemplation…as alone I came into this world, and as alone so shall I live, evolve, learn, grow, and eventually leave this world. To walk my Path is to be alone…but alone only in humankind’s dilemma. I am always surrounded by shadow; shadow that others see as nightmarish, frightening, unknown and unseen.

But we cannot see shadow without first witnessing the light that plays over all things to create it. I am embraced by the Earth Mother and Her ancient tongue—primal and freeing, exacting and comforting, loving and harsh—I grow strong and an ancient and wild Flame blossoms in my belly.

I’m home where insanity and dark dreams are my muses. I hear endless music and poetry within the deepest workings of the Earth, and all the Spirits connected and woven into this ever-changing web of energies.

I crave cycles and change. I see Spirit and flawed perfections in the Nature that holds us firmly yet frees us if we let go of this…ego. My prayers are quiet whispers and contemplations—no less meaningful or powerful for it.

My Gods can hear me, feel me, see me always and know no difference in the loudness of my breath. I see my Gods’ presence in all things, all cycles—in the death of a being to the rebirth and renewal of others; I see it in the Spirit of my Herbs, the dance in Fire, the wet passion of lovers’ frantic and primal mating, and most of all, I see Their presence and determination in my pregnancy and birth of my Daughter.

I will honor my Way and teach her to listen with open Spiritual senses, to be accepting of these traditions that carry on through us, through our Blood and Bone.