When I look in the mirror, I see beauty, strength, sexiness…
Things you won’t see until you get to know me.
When I look in the mirror, I see a woman who I feel dang proud to have in my life.
A thing you won’t feel until you’ve spent time with me.
When you look in my mirror, you’ll see love, dedication, and honor.
Things we will have put the work in to earn.
Love wins.
I am the sea.
The depths of life are in me.
Mountains rise from the fiery core. Dancing to life’s lunar tug… more, baby, more!
Pregnant with creative ideas and gratitude. Giving birth to generosity and healing on a scale of great magnitude.
An ecosystem rich with unexplored diversity. Bubbling with potential against adversity.
I AM THE SEA!
Life is created and destroyed in me!
I can be your devastation. Or your sublime destination.
I can provide safe haven in port when you tire. But know that I can ravage your vessel if it is my desire!
Glory in the sundown calm glassy sheeth. Embrace the power, the rage, the vibrance beneath.
I am the sea!
As all women- Divine Feminine- like me.
Now: The warm breeze fills my nostrils with oak bark that has been heating up in the day’s sun. There’s something serene about sitting among the pines, oak, manzanita, or eucalyptus. It calms the soul. Wipes away the cares carried with me from the city.
Before Now: The path of the gypsy leads many places. The salty sea sings its soothing serenade- pulling me closer- tempting me to wiggle my toes in her earth. Sadly, the solitude sought cannot be found as the crowds ferociously labor to make their homestead upon her sands. No. It is still too soon for her peace to crash upon me.
“Trek on… Woman of the Wild! Your home awaits.” Venture to the Now.
(For the discoveries of this journey, please read Adventures in Dreamland’s “Follow His Lead” @ https://thesaltstone.com/adventures-of-dreamland/)
Same ol’ same ol’ leads to living complacently.
To not living the joy of each moment patiently.
What I don’t want to do is live blindly each day.
Blindfolded in work, in family, in play… No way!
Blindfolded in the bedroom… Now we’re talkin’.
But if you want to take me for granted… Keep walkin’.
I like to grab life by the balls… And fondle ’em.
With spontaneity, adventure, and emotional freedom.
People fear change and uncertainty, but not me.
I face it head on with anticipated glee.
Don’t let my moments be monotonous and rote.
Give me hard work, a goal, and love… That’s my vote.
When others think it’s too difficult or crazy,
I see endless potential… My vision’s not hazy!
So when change or “not knowing” come my way,
I welcome them in… To pray then play!
Unsettled. Wondering what for? This life is wasted on gaining love when all I should be doing is giving it.
The calling of service to others continues to beckon… but how God? When and where? Do I give it all up and let the road open up for a servant and her three bairns? For nothing – no one – holds me to this place. I am always home when you are with me.
Yet they are held… So I am tethered. An approval he’d be quick to deny.
“Lord lead me away,” I beg. A woman commanded not to lead but yet… Who will? Not yet have I met a man strong enough to lead- to hold my hand as we walk together- him a few steps ahead. Together… Ministering to the world of Your Great Love.
“Lord lead me away… So I may prepare a place.” Will it be enough? Will I be enough? Will pride linger in Your eyes for Your faithful child?
If I’m not making a big impression upon humanity with my simple humble existence, will I serve my purpose?
“Lead me to perform miracles in your name.” Give me wisdom to make the big decisions as I continue to wait for he-who-is-in-your-plan.
“Lord I pray… Have mercy on my soul when I lie down to take my last breath.” Brother, tell the father: She tried to serve but knew not how… For her mind was on love. Her heart ached for the outflow of love. Her soul died when she found love no more on this Earth.
“Father I wait on bended knees… Hands raised to praise your name… Show me the next step.”
I humbly await your direction.
The Prayer: Part 2
I went to battle. I called upon God to consider my heart. With my prayer in mind, I requested guidance. I opened the Bible… First seeing some notes on Romans 6 and 7… A favorite for sure when considering, “What’s next?” But then it fell open to Matthew 3-7… The story of John the Baptist and how he prepared the way for his cousin: Christ. Then Christ’s baptism where the dove comes to baptize him of the spirit along with water. I remember “the high” I got after I went under the river and returned anew. It spoke on how he overcame temptation in the wilderness. Warning me too not to tempt God but to trust his plans. I skipped to 5:13… The biblical mother of this website. We are the salt of the earth. I fear… Have I lost my savor? Should I be cast out under foot? I am reminded of also being the light. Let my light shine before men. Christ fulfills all… I shine because He is in me. I skip forward again… Reciting the Lord’s Prayer… Not as written but as it is meant to be recited. With Sincerity. Fervor. In my war room. God is all powerful. And so I am brought then to “The Lilies.” My tattoo… A reminder not to worry… I am given all my needs in abundance. I pray again… Throughout. Lord you know my heart. Must I choose between love and service? Can I “have it all?” Then I notice… Dancing in mid-air. My sign. My moment’s spirit guide: The spider. Lord… Whatever her meaning… That will be my answer. So I google her. The Spider: Creative expression. She attaches her desires to nature and creates a magical display for all to see (as one site put it). She is like a dream weaver catching all that her heart wants. It was a beautiful way for God to confirm that He hasn’t forgotten me. He wants me to have the desires of my heart… But not just small dreams. This web spanned the whole yard from what appeared to be roof to fence post. My extraordinary… Thank you Lord.
Now… The question remains… What are my next steps of service? 🙂
One more year behind me and another on its way.
The bright blue sky above brings hope for the day.
The last few years have been filled with inferiority, turmoil, and strife.
But a new day is dawning. Time to create a new adventure in life.
So here’s to the pain that made me stronger. The honest talks that made me wonder.
Here’s to the negative self-talk I’ll have no longer. To my heart in all its blunder.
Cheers to new friends and old and all the laughter they bring. To feeling worthy of being someone’s first choice.
Cheers to my children and family who always make my heart sing. To my feminine empowerment… You WILL hear my voice!!
Happy Birth Day to Me!!!
Spinning thoughts. Aching heart. Embracing the power of self-love.
Tired feet. Weary soul. Trekking down from the mountain above.
Open heart. Clear mind. Exploring the expansive and rugged terrain.
Strong hands. Soft caress. Melting in your sight with no refrain.
I never had to wait for us to “just be.” With both feet, you jumped in with me.
Aligned will. Upward eyes. Making decisions with faith and dominance.
Protective means. Reserved actions. Accepting truth with confidence.
I never had to wait for us to “just be.” With joy, you’ve taken a leap with me and three.
Full family. Great love. Manifesting our life together.
Gorgeous man. I saw him right away.
He had a certain swagger and sway.
My friends pushed me over to say “hi.”
But I was afraid… I could just die.
I was embarrassed beyond belief.
Phew… He was single… To my relief.
We striked up a casual but pleasant convo..
“Let’s continue this chat over a cup-a-joe.”
Butterflies flutter and flutter-bys butter….
I was so nervous I began to stutter.
But he put me at ease when he touched my arm.
I was swept away by all his charm.
I’ve been alone so long, I’ve been so free…
Could this be something special just for me?
Brighten my heart oh man of passion and control. For you there’s me. For me there’s you…
Love is made whole.
“Real” me in. Pull me close. Wrap me in your vision. Open your heart…
Let our trust make the incision.
See me as your dream. Capture me in your future. Our grace-filled adoration…
Will be our suture.
Find me. Keep me. Love all of me.
I’m going to find him… The one who chooses me. A love that runs deep… A love I’ll get for free.
Not one filled with tests or a constant mind game. Not one where I feel broken or have to take the blame.
He’ll love me so sweetly and kiss me beneath the stars. I’ll be his one and only without the emotional scars.
Dear Lord, send him my way. So I can love him with my whole being… Please send him to me, I pray.
Create that man and me. Eventually.
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