Sunday

Suddenly able to stop. Stop struggling & trying to
Understand the deep fuel feeding the raging lake of anger boiling in me &
Not knowing that much of the attitude & mood is in turn influenced by the
Demands of my body preparing for its monthly shed ~ a mystery solved this morning when it
Arrived, along with dreams of overthrowing a dictator state, & I woke in the puddle of blood I created in a dream.
Yuck.

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Drive by Goddess~

Twice daily, I drive by Mary — a perpetually bored and disappointed Madonna planted in the garden, her arms eternally extended in benediction to an increasingly oblivious humanity.

Some days, I drive by unheeding, caught up in the sleepy rush of pre-caffeinated working life… an ungrateful child, indeed.

Other days, I spy her, Goddess mantled in stellar blue, bridging the worlds:
Crescent moon cradling the earth at her feet with the serpent and its apple curled around lunar horns~
Arms extended, sharing the blessings of the solar realms with us all…
perpetually hoping that we eventually (re)kindle our own divine spark.