Nut-Fed Fish brown hazels ring leaf-laced waters nine sweet cracking maidens elbow to elbow grow branch twined in sisterly branch around the sacred spring Brigit bestower of wisdom drops hazel-mast fat nut-meats into glint-back salmons’ waiting mouths speckles blossom imbas grows they who would be transformed they who seek the second sight they […]
Poetry
Summer Love by Molly Remer
Summer Love Too busy. Too buzzy. Not enough time. To do. To do. To do. Scramble. Hurry. Tight chest Tight breath Tight heart WAIT! Listen to Summer. Languid. Warm. Sweaty. Hot. Petals soften Juice drips Kissed by sunlight Bathed with rain Sweet stickiness. Passion. Summer is heavy. Hot and ready. Blooming and dripping. Unfolding. Becoming. […]
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Brigit – Keeper of Cattle by Mael Brigde
Keeper of Cattle Brigit divine cowherd keep us from straying save us from harm tend us your rumbling wayward herd lead us to sloping summer meadows watch over us beneath the high sun bring us home again when nights grow long your mother’s companions Brigit bathed you in milk at your birth […]
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Dream Blossoms {Molly Remer}
“Instead of planting our solitude with our own dream blossoms, we choke the space with continuous music, chatter, and companionship to which we do not even listen. It is simply there to fill the vacuum. When the noise stops there is not inner music to take its place.” –Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea What […]
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Drinking Her – A Poem {Janine Canan}
Today I drank pure Mother! That nectar cannot be spoken, only drunk. Sweeter than the sweetest, brighter than the brightest— I melted in the golden heart of Ma. Nectar Only pure Mother can heal us— tincture of Love—the only balm that works. Come droplets of Love from my Mother— essence that fills me with joy! […]
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Meeting – A Poem {Janine Canan}
Pure electricity! without time or space— that’s what meeting Her is like— the nameless, endless Source in the body of a small holy girl of the jungle overpowered with Mother Light. I fell upon her Lap— engulfed, irradiated, transported to samadhi, exiled to bliss.
