Inspired by songs of myself/35/soul love saga

For one brief moment
In my timeless existence
I breathe/I feel
so alive
My senses alert to
Each and every cell
A synergy of all my parts makes me
Unique/ whole
Dividing and multiplying
I am the mother of creation
Alive/and breathing
Forever in nature
I assume this position
The one control I maintain in this world
I breathe/
I dance
Feeling my interconnectedness with all living things
I watch the plants and the tree’s responding
To my energy
Dancing in unison the sound of the leaves
Make me come undone
Feeling free
From the mundane
Cooking and cleaning
I can be one with the divine
Source of my inspiration
I am free of this
The ocean waves in anticipation
Surrendering to the rise and fall of the moon
I feel the earth breathe in each and every
Cell  saturated in her womb

soul love saga

soul love saga

Chapter 1
I wonder on how to tell a story that only I can tell. I think about the train rides, the tours, the traveling and the stage. Living my life for music. They all have these hypnotic memories of the way my transportation sounded as I came and left a situation; Drivers, cars, trains, planes and boats taking me to where my destiny leads me. Going from one place to another yet never truly finding a home or my place in the community. The quiet unraveling of insanity as I stared into the unknown. A seemingly nice girl with dark eyes faced out the window of a grey hound bus, lost in my own world. The reflection staring back at her, a transparent soul; a runaway, an independent woman, who never looks back only forward. A Womyn who could spend her days endlessly painting, dancing or writing with reckless abandon.
I can never just say what I mean. There always has to be a rhyme or a reason masking the reality that I have lived. I am afraid for people to see the real me beyond my hopes and dreams into the reality that I have lived. I am afraid that the path that I have been down just will not be understood. How could anyone ever see me the same if they knew the truth about where I have been, what I have done and what I have seen? I have worked so hard to rise above my past. Becoming the woman that I am now, I have left everything behind but a head full of stories that no one knows but me
Until now…

Soul Love

A religion,                a faith
Of believing in yourself
Your power,
Overcoming obstacles
Being used and abused
cyfer is degrees in botchi

Patterns of life
Celestial circles
Just listen
To new
Perceptions shared
Insights gained
Things that were meant to be
Or not meant to happen
Things said but never heard
All good words
That never existed