Showing posts with label Significant Other practice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Significant Other practice. Show all posts

Monday, May 23, 2011

RelfectionConnectionDirection




Hi there.
I wanna talk to you.
Yeah, You !
I wanna speak with you in a language without words. . .

I long to look inside of your eyes,
witness the gateways open across time and space,
and play with that inner child waiting.

mine says:
Hi!
Hi there!
Wanna be friends?
Wanna Dance?
Wanna plaaaaay?
its getting kind of lonely here
talking in this screen to screen way

Today I'll hold our spirit sticks and send a call to you,
my salmon brother and sister souls
remember how we gave birth and died together?
mated, rose again and tied ourselves willingly to the crimson cord;
laughing, giggling, suckling all the way. . .

I dance for you.
I dance for us.
I dance for creation, destruction and all that is in between.

I dance for the days that I don't want to dance,
when I feel like I can't
when excuses are more rampant than inspiration or self truth.

I dance for healing, for transformation
I long to dance for social justice and Mamma Earth too.
Yeah I have dreams
dreams I can speak of, thanks to you.

Today I'll find my nature friends
special significant others
whispering sweetly
When I myself am quiet.

I hope to meet you there
eyes, heart, and palms wide open
in the soft heart of dawn calling








Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Rose and Cactus Flower S.O.



i am in love with discovering my significant others.
a tire swing teaches me balance
a blade of grass and breeze preach ease
listening . . .
reveling in every precious moment
i can't help but beam.

i am surprised again and again.

"and i find i know what i already knew"
I had a lovely dance with a rose bush in my grandma's garden.
after asking to be shown my S.O., a hawk flew overhead and my core led me to the pretty pink blooms.
When I got closer, I became more connected with their sturdy trunks and spiky thorns.
What a tough and beautiful flower!
Next my attention was brought to a tipped over cactus flower, growing sideways in the grass.
I danced its sharp thorns, its prickles and horns.
I danced its buds, closed oh so tightly, waiting to BURST!
I danced the in between of blooming soft pink rose petals
and tight closed cactus buds.
Then I thanked the flowers with words and a playful spraying from the hose!
This too became a dance, the water crystals dusting the flowers, dusting me, relieving us both of the bright sun. The water cast rainbows before us both, me and my Significant Others. :)