Mother of My Own Inventions

The new awareness of my old ways
was birthed in the light of the moon
full
Lamaze breathing....
Panting in sequence with my coach
that same moon
G Moon

She came to teach me and reach me.. again
In the delivery room
that is my life
Together, we brought to full term
my new direction
Newborn awareness co-created
in the light of the moon
Full

Changes were birthed from my aging
womb
A womb alive with wisdom
Still bringing about beautiful babies in my 51st
year
I am not old, I am not cold
I am harmony, warm and wet.... still wonderfully wild

Not yet the crone chronologically
Still the mother of my own inventions
and those that G Moon coaches me
through, as we co-create
She, my partner as we ride our majestic mounts
to the new awareness
of my old wise ways

I am the mother of my own inventions
Coached by G Moon...in our blended
Fullness

Honor The Trail

Behind the canoe
is a trail
a tiny wake in the water
Under my feet, a path
trodden down and packed tightly
supporting my journey
Honor the trail
Honor the wake
Honor the place you were
From the place you are now

I name my trail
Significant
I traveled the path
I felt it shifting
below my feet
attempting to adapt
Caught unaware by the
loss it would be
Should the trail
change and fail me

It did not fail
it over flowed
Rendering it impassable
at this point
Flooded and taken over
by the elements
The significance
shifted
as did the course
and the terrain
of my trail
Under water
Over extended
Worn out welcome

Kali entered, course shifted

The intersection appeared
I turning to the East
You West
My sun rose, yours set
All parts of the same reality
Yet opposite intentions....
honor the course
honor the trail
Welcome the shift of significance

It matters...
this trail we navigated
together
It matters that we travel
in new directions now
It is Significant

I wanted you to know
that I know this
and
I
Honor
this
Truth
I honor the significance
of our walk

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Compassion Reflected

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Change my mind, world

show me your colors

show me your black and your white

Show me your compassion

Be the place of peace

you must be

or we will all be inside

forever

Inside our heads

Inside our hearts

Inside our homes

afraid to leave

afraid to die

I live in the world

and I am alive

I am peace

I am every color

I am black

and I am white

Let me show you

my compassion

The Place Unknown

Taken away to a place unknown
A stallion striding surely for me in the day
a night mare for you
but you went... I went
We went

I went in truth
you in lies
and now I find myself
cold and wet.... frozen
in a steam of unconsciousness

Thinking I had a trail partner
as we rode the paths deep into
this place unknown
You got lost in the trails bend
never seen alongside me
again

Here I go...changing the flow
as my horse drinks from the steam so cold
the stream of my unconsciousness
I am wet and alone
I shall dry myself of the tears and thaw
and I shall find my way home from
this place unknown

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