Leave the Vision to the Divine Feminine. Let her spirit be light and whimsical. You, Divine Masculine are the protect her… protector of this Sacred Union. You trust me, the grace-filled goddess to dream up and manifest a life together of beauty, charity, and peace. I trust you, the mighty warrior, to defend the boundaries of our love. No foe shall surmount these walls, our faultless fortress buckles our enemies at the knees. First we Ascend then we Expand our love throughout the world!
I crave simplicity. When I think of my “dream life,” I am free. Free to roam in the woods and follow a river- not following the designated path. We’ve- yes, we’ve- got music to soothe our aches and pains. And laughter to bring humanity closer. (Lynyrd Skynyrd: Simple Man). My poised yet contemplative stance equipped to spit poetic epiphany-evoking proverbs. Are we angels or have we found extra favor in God’s eyes? (Dave Matthews Band: Crush).
The animals follow- not my dominance- but my energy. (Blind Melon: No Rain). They want to join in with the joyous Jubilee. After 6000 years, we finally unite to end our self destruction and bring the purity in our stewardship back to this dying garden.
How many people have truly smiled today? For no other reason except that life is a beautifully complicated mix of musical tones and notes splattered in perfect rhythm across the scales of emotions: I just ♮ FADE# into happiness. (Dave Matthews Band: Satellite and #41).
When I was a kid, my secret spot to get away from everyone was up the chicken coop to the hay loft of an old abandoned barn. Or hiding in the dark closet atop a pile of clothes so that I could think. (Chris Cornell: Nothing Compares to You). But when I’m with you, I don’t have to hide.
Obligation can either rob you of your happiness by adding depth to the masks we wear to protect our fragile egos (DMB: All Along the Watchtower) or the perceptions of obligations might transform to an erotic blessing between friends. Own me if you dare to tame the seas and call out my name as being yours. (DMB: Say Goodbye). Take off your masks. Breathe me in. Come home. (Counting Crows: Round Here).
We’re already here! We are free. Laughter abounds and love is possible. Walls have been torn down and masks have been removed. Creatures linger at my feet and lounge in my lap. And my words… my words reach…. who they need to in the moment. Simplicity is here. And it feels amazing! (DMB: The Space Between).
I want a man who can get loose and dance like we know how- acting out the scenes from each song: Piano Man makes me feel at least three inches taller pre-ballet performance that turns out to have the perfect ending. What’s Going On!!! Belted in exasperation and humor… He’s gotta be right there with me gorging on late night mac-n-cheese and putting cilantro on anything and everything. I’m not ashamed to squirt mustard in my mouth- straight outta the bottle. Will Freddy Mercury’s pain and genius make both of us cry? Or will he snicker and lovingly poke fun at my sensitivity?
Then the ultimate- stuffing my face alone- song comes on… “Forever’s gonna start tonight. Now I’m only falling apart: Total Eclipse of the Heart.” Love of my life, hurry back, hurry back… don’t take it away from me because you don’t know what it means to me.
But as the final crescendos peak, the eclipse that blacked out my heart relents to show the first streaks of new light. I confidently march over to the stove, grab the kettle and fork, and say “I’m going to eat this mac-n-cheese as a strong, intelligent, and beautiful woman!!!” My head held high.
My goddess Crone remembers that I am a Nothingman. Burn. Burn. I took a trip through the concerts of the last half of the 20th century, discovering that music exposes our deepest yearnings, regrets, blessings and hurt. Is the love I gave [him] in the past, gonna be enough love to last, if tomorrow never comes? He who forgets will be destined to remember. [He] was [my] love. [I] was his queen and now a thousand years between. If I’d only known how the king would fall, Hey who’s to say, you know I might have changed it all… I could’ve missed the pain…
But I’d have had to miss the dance. And I want him to rock my gypsy soul.
We’re on the verge of something great
Yet we are a forgetful nation:
We hold the key to innovation.
We nurture hope without missing a beat.
We march for what’s right
We march to be free.
Don’t sit back down
Don’t give away your seat
If we allow our hearts to be blinded by hate
The new way slips out beneath our feet
If we allow our minds to carry deadweight
We lose new ways in which to defeat
How we’ve shadow-boxed this fight
But even a display is no guarantee
That white sees black and black sees brown
Brothers and sisters! This is our countdown!
Let us see ourselves through others’ eyes, not through the holes of a heinous sheet.
We are all God’s children, perfectly imperfect, not one is elite!
Let us be measured by a strong character and not a physical trait.
Let us love one another whether gay, transgender, or straight.
Be united by distinction, not distinct through separation
Be the salt, be the light, be the fleet that stops degradation.
And last but not least, our Oneness in love is what makes life complete
So see magnificent color- see beauty- be love- when you meet.
This is not just mine but our children’s plea.
Stand up to fear and make hate obsolete!
God speaks through our actions and our eyes so we don’t have to fight
May His thunderous voice be heard at our launching site.
In the counsels of Heaven, there is only One worthy to represent me.
His sacrifice paid the price for the world to see
That we can all wear the jewels that represent the crown.
So let’s shine bright and take back our country, state, and town!
“Molly, make me millions!!!” And suddenly a million raindrops started to fall.
“Oh… well then… Molly, make me smokin’ hot and give me a love that’s on fire!!!” The next thing I knew… My back hills were on fire!!
“Okay, okay, well then… Molly please… please just give me world peace. Surely you can get that one right?” Molly seemed to smolder red with anger, for even the moon can pick up on sarcasm! Just then, the earth started to quake… the world was falling to pieces (peace-es)!!
Thank You for the reminders to let go of those things that do not help me to grow and prosper in Your Love. Thank You for supplying all my needs in abundance. I trust that You have my best interest at heart and would not limit my future but continue to fill my life with blessed gifts.
There is so much beauty that You have given the world yet we get trapped in our minds with worry, shame, and regret. But there is no need for that! So instead, I worship, praise, and focus my gaze toward You!
You created the sunlight that reflects off the leaves… and You control the wind that tickles the branches. You gave the lizards and birds the instinct to fill their bellies and dance for a lover. You taught patience, forgiveness, and charity. You placed each star in the night sky and breathed life into those I love.
Thank you for the richness in life.
Would you think me insane, if you knew I talked with you in the 5D plane?
Or would you… say you’re there chattin’ it up with me too?
In that place you tell me you need more time and I say okay, because I know that timing is only from the Divine.
And so I continue living and loving my life.
I’m there for you- backing you through every feat- even if in the 3D we never meet.
Only few will understand… what it means to love a man…
Who isn’t physically near her, but I say… unconditional love is meant for our mirror.
And so I continue living and loving my life.
I know you have to “go through it” alone in order to accept your place on the throne.
So from afar, let my love boost you up and may the love in your life runneth over in your cup.
And until we meet again and you choose me as more than a friend,
I continue living and loving my life.
There is a tsunami looming on the horizon where my soul once found solice. There was a time when I could look but never find the end to its expansive profile. But now a wall rises before me. Its waters escape from between my toes, pulling the sandy ground right out from under me. My balance wavers between running further onto shore or letting its power swallow me whole.
Faces appear with gentle smiles
Welcoming me into the land of crazy
Where you can’t believe your thoughts
But your senses… Oh yes… The senses tell the story.
Notice… 1… 2… 3…
Notice me. As I dance lost in innocence
Ancient slate wiped clean.
Your cocked-to-the-side head, shaking a naughty knowing grin.
“My heart fears you… us… me.”
“I see you. Flash! In my reflection.”
I taste you. Smooth rich cognac
“Touch… My heart and soul.”
My mind plays tricks on my reality
See it. Pop! Blast! Into my sight line
“Taste it. Smooth rich hazelnut.”
Touch… Myself with these thoughts.
The frowning figures of the past
Saddened that we cannot recognize
That we had found each other long before today
But this life… gets me… Under Pressure.
Just to get me dancing again
Notice… Joy… Gratitude… Humor
The levee of my heart breaks.
There’s so much despair yet I struggle where to focus, where to begin.
Choose a topic, it’s fucked: mental illness, sex trafficking, LGBTQ+ studies, racial injustices…
There is so much pain! It overwhelms my system.
What can I do? How can I help?
Each one is a tear and they collectively flow as a river down my face into my heart.