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gypssywind Feb 2021
I found myself waiting
for love i already own.
Found myself in every reflection.
No recollection of home.
My heart called my name and this time I recognized.
heavy rains of mother earth
washed away my masks
so i bear no disguise.
ancestors became clearer when i looked inside the mirror
i remember my true beauty
reflecting so pure
i see nothing clearer .
i love myself...
i am love
i am light
i am energy so free and abundant
i am cosmic
i am source
divine creation of masculine and feminine combined
infinite intelligence
wonder and wisdom.
everlasting love, companion to life itself.
"break free, my child"
intuition whispers to me
voice as soft and sweet as sugar cane
no longer a victim of ILLusion and strife
i root myself deep and call back in all my power
so my friend, as you read this, consider it your final hour
what will your bring with you into this new earth?
wake up.
wake up.
wake up.
aimee Dec 2019
even if he is as resplendent and radiant as the sun, when he drains the color from your life, stifles your effervescence, leeches your brilliance, do not be afraid to leave him.

- advice from ixchel
Ixchel is the Mayan Goddess of the Moon, Women, Childbirth, Weaving, and Rainbows (amongst other things!). One legend states that she was married to the Sun god who took away her golden brilliance; tiring of his constant jealous accusations of her cheating, she leaves him.
gypssywind Feb 2021
help me be like a tree
strong and mighty healing energy
let me be like the wind
always there
no beginning or end
guide my soul
as i start again.
sacred womb filled with deep desires
divine flame that lights my fire
guarding, guiding, dodging out the dark
unique individual
creating a spark.
my sacred spider spirit guide
i come to you within the night
weaves webs of hope on my thorn pricked thighs
morning rises
dew drops
drip on my bed
water heals my worried dread
reflections of truth
act as a reminder
to soften my heart and always be kinder
may i always remember
my destiny and who i was made to be
remove my ego and pride
so now i can see,
IN LA'KECH
i am u and u are me

Maya Ixchel Morales
Bewitched eyes painted Mayan gods commanding the ochre heavens .. Nautical orbs mingled with starlight ,
Black waters returning to zero at midnight
The cool breath of Ixchel teases the artist , lover and-
the naysayer ....
Copyright December 21 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved

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