May We Gather

Dearest Heart,

How are you? 

I mean how are you really?

I’m asking you, I’m here for you.

My heart is open and ready for your reply.

Tell me everything, your secrets are safe with me.

Scream, cry, whisper, sing.

Set free your voice, I promise, I’m listening…

I want to hear your heart, your mind, your spirit.

I long to know your soul; for you to know your soul.

For us all to deeply know the hearts of the women who walk our earth.

I am both the woman and the hollow bone.

Here to tend your earthy being as I channel the eternal energies.

Of love, of light, of ancient alchemy.

I do not fear the burn.

For we must burn to return.

Our connections spark the flame.

Our sharing tends the embers.

Our light illuminates the way.

Our fires bring the return.

Divine feminine rising in all her glory.

So let us gather, our hearts, our spirits our souls as one.

To tend the embers, to light our way, to illuminate all that is

and to burn it all down and begin again as many times as is needed.

Come, sit with me.

Bring your heart, your stories, your whole being.

Together we’ll fan the flame.