A Joy in Progress

Marena was a peaceful woman, she was well seated in her truth, confident and hearty.....a lover of life. A strong, yet gentle woman, a heart of compassion and great wisdom beat in her chest. She was loved by others, and openly shared her life with her friends, and those she encountered in her day. Wisely honoring herself and pulling back when her deep intuition warranted it. She allowed her choice around who got in and who did not, who became a friend and who did not.

A mother, one who had always instilled all of herself into her child, allowing her to stumble, soar and everything in between. Showing her that life was indeed a journey and an honor to be a part of. The girl learned well and grew into an amazing woman, truly herself, with a bit of mama to be seen now and again.

A Grandmother now, as well. The gift of this reproductive circle giving endless joy to her over and over again. There lived an effortless euphoria in the eyes of these perfect, compact creatures who smelled of sunshine and fresh dirt after a day of play.

Into her 50th year, feeling fully and rightfully deserving of this station in her life......content to be where she was and knowing she had honored mistakes and missteps along her path. These experiences had grown her into who she was today.....Marena Alissia Stanton, strong, wise, modestly beautiful and peacefully content. It was a good, solid life.

Subtly and quietly in her meditative places, a desire crept in now and again....."My passion is unrequited, I am still young". Secretly she dreamed of being that vibrant, sensual lioness she was not so long ago. What had been a deep fire burning had now become soft embers glowing that she would stoke herself when it seemed they may die out forever. In these moments, her soul cried out for a partner beside her, one who could match the passion she still carried inside her. It was enough, it was fine... she would tell herself, knowing all along she was denying her own innate needs.

And then, she heard it.... ever so quietly triggered during a casual conversation with a friend....a gentle melody rising from the background, so subtle, it was almost undetectable.......something within her stirred....had she really heard this song begin to build, what did it mean?

Over several days, the song grew more audible and the tune caught in her head, repeating itself as she gently vibed the harmony to it in a soothing, seductive hum.

The song became known to her heart, and her soul. She sang it joyfully, loudly and with wild passion and freedom. The fire was returning, the lioness was waking from her deep jungled sleep...... Marena was more alive than she had been in so very long. So grateful she was, to be sweetly steeped in the juicy revival she was allowing for herself !!!

With unbridled rebirth, heart fully open..... she hummed the song to herself as she slid off into gentle slumber......

Inside the Circle

A circle knows no end, nor does it begin
It simply is, always
Those seated in a circle no hierarchy know
All equal, all connected, all the same
All the time

We live on a vibrant, slowly dying circle
She cries, are you listening?
A larger circle yet, encompasses us all
Infinite circles, blending, intersecting,
a web of weaved connection

Love's symbol? A circle
a ring, a glowing gem
Circles do not restrict
Let those who have no rights to place that ring
Be righted NOW!
Love has no end, its beginning lives inside us

The sacred drum....a circle
Its beat sending circular vibrations out ward
Healing our mama circle, and her creatures
The stones, the Oceans, the air
Beat your drum

You belong inside the circle
We belong in the circle
You, me, we, them, us
All the same
Inside the circle

A Toast to the Rain.....

Wash me, rain

Wash me free of myself

Wash me away from my fears

Wash me anew to that which you bring me

peaceful, calm honoring

Let your drops hit my face

Let the growth come

Let the connection be birthed

Let me accept this gift

 My desire becomes hot, heavy steam

as you quench my deeply seated, resurrected passion

one drop at a time

opening me, freeing me, re-establishing my balance

Not knowing I was lost

his subtle bravery woke me 

Shaking me from my self deprived slumber

and, in one magical moment

I was found

Found to myself

Found to him

 future unknown, yet cherished completely

<3
I offer a toast to you, rain

and I drink greedily of your wisdom

as you wash me clean

Find Yourself First

You are worthy of being loved, we all are.....sometimes it just takes time. Love can not be had for free, there are no rules involved, regardless of our desire to place them there.
Patience is called into play in such extremely evident ways as you wait. The evidence being shown in long, lingering lonely nights......things get so dark. We begin to distrust any confidence we have in ourselves and life becomes a quest for someone else, a painful reminder that we are alone.

While singing your sad song to the wind, you are taking opportunity away from yourself. Change your song, and the one who harmonizes with you will appear. BAM!  She is right there, has been there, but hers is a song of honor and peace. So is yours, allow it!

You can't be found until you find yourself, how can a soul with a hidden song be discovered?

Find your song, you own it, it is inside you....it is joyful

Find your truth, innate wisdom that only you possess

Find your grounding, get your feet firmly planted, so you can stand when she shows herself...love can bowl ya over!

Find your love, sing your blended song LOUDLY!!!!!!!

Cadence of the drum....

 Swaying, softly, she holds him to her, gently repeating his name over and over in her mind

The cadence of his moniker matches the meter of the Conga drum's seductive sultry call

Free she feels, light... as if her feet are no longer beneath her

She allows him to take control of the long deep dance they have begun

Leaning into his frame, feeling his chest rise and fall

She melts into him.....

gladly

Stirring from her restless slumber, the reality comes to her in slow truths
Slow and bittersweet reality floating into her conscious mind
"I was dreaming......"
She misses him, yet is comforted by the truth that she would rather miss him madly than never know the rise and fall of his chest and the heart contained within

Smiling, she falls deeply into another magic dream......where will they be led this time?

The Power of Choice

Good Morning.....

Maybe.....to love is not so strange. Perhaps love, in all of its many forms, is the one thing in life that truly connects us, brings us back to our true North and aligns us with who we are, at our very core.
We are given choices in our life, do you realize how precious a choice is? There is such a gift in the act of choosing. I honor the power of a choice, the magic that is wrapped up in the whole process of making a choice.

We make the easy ones, or the ones we have become accustomed to in the blink of an eye regularly, they make sense to us, we are comfortable with them, it is easy, or it has become a habit.

Love is a choice, a beautiful sometimes blissfully messy choice, but one that lifts us to heights beyond our imagination, if we allow ourselves to go there. For some, choosing love is forbidden, unattainable.......those of us who allow it are blessed, for we make the choice from a foundation of self love.

Today, I ask you to choose love above all other things, for it really is the only thing that matters. Our hearts know this, our DNA craves it, our souls soar within it.... like paired Eagles crossing the expanse of a river side by side.

Say yes to the morning of the day you chose love for yourself, in all ways.
<3

A Remake Remark

Have you ever heard about a classic movie that is being remade in HollowWood and you think to your self "NO! How can they even touch that, it is perfect in every way...already."

This is how I feel about Dancing Shoes for so many reasons today. The full scope of this song today, for me,  can not be properly conveyed in words or phrases or metaphors, or honoring verse. I honor it with the perfection of subtle silence and grand gratitude.

Now, today, this song stays as pure as the day it was born from the depths of passion and connection. I honor its place in my life today at this very moment.
And, with humble, heightened awareness, I thank Dan for sending it now...
<3