‘The Rite of the Celestial Dream’ Film
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Poetry
Psalm of the Celestial Dream
An invocation meant to be read aloud as enchantment before viewing ‘The Rite of the Celestial Dream’. Here’s the song of Nuet, She of primordial night, A psalm of she who’s voice was feared lost, Ancient one of brilliant light, Come to me who’s choice i now offer. . I stretch myself over you on
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Loosening Into Light
Original Poetry LOOSEN INTO LIGHT Original Poetry Golden bow and arrow Blood on my hands . I reach for my skirts And lift them to the heavens . To release dark crimson red As an offering of my lineage . To the now thirsting earth . She’s quenched as our red painted prayers . Cover
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Saying ‘NO’
Lately I’ve been up in the middle of the night asking myself… How do I get really freakin’ good at saying NO? And also, in tandem, how do I get really good at being told NO? I feel like if we humans could learn to unweave our natural tendency to confuse boundaries with rejection, abandonment,
Algiz and Suilo
Of sun and cloud. Of yes and no. Of word and tone. Of sword and stone. Algiz My shield Lightning my Sword Grounding the Energy From what has been stored
The Rose Petalled Path
The first time I met Marya Stark I was living at the Temple of Isis in 2008 and she was playing sweet guitar songs in the pavilion as I happened to walk past. Her voice was penetrating and bounced from rafter to rafter as the audience enjoyed their afternoon refreshments. From there I’d hear her
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Bear Shaman
Bear Shaman, Where are you? I need you and your drum! I need you and your plants! I need you and your song! And your wild fur, Won’t you meet me in dreams? To show me white flowers, And the healing of sleep? Bear shaman I cry, Bear shaman I weep, Bear shaman I mourn,
The Shadowy Place
Sawhein Poetry It was all great and empowering. The shadowy place. Ah, we did it. We finished all the magic. And then, the villain appears. They thought the story was done, and that the baby had her blessing. But with it came the other wise woman. The 13th one that everyone wished would stay home.
