I stumble
into a golden realm
The realm
of the Great Mother
Giant four breasted
Infinite Great Mother
This is her realm
She occupies
The entirety of it
She heard my prayer
Like a babe crying out
Healing! Healing!
So greedy
She chides
In a loving
Yet no nonsense voice
Here suckle
At this breast
Let my healing milk
Flow into you
It will cleanse any infections
And prevent future ones
Oh Great Mother!
Why is there pain?
Pain of mind body or spirit
Is a teacher in the embodied realm
Here in the spirit realm
all are the same
But eventually all children
Want to explore
To learn, to experience
And so
the Giant Grasshopper
comes forth
And sews bodies
for spirit beings
To inhabit
But with that embodiment
Comes great feeling
And great pain
The pain though
It’s meant to be
More of a lightening strike
Quick maybe intense yes
But then it’s over
Washed in a blanket of love
You get confused though
And scared
You try to push away
The lightening
You resist
You hide
You refuse to feel
And so the lightening
Turns into a blanket of pain
And fear festering
Like a deep rooted infection
Covering the blanket of love
In these sewn bodies you wear
With stitched minds
And DNA strands
Of woven ancesters
Feel the pain
Fully completely
Feel all of it
Mind body spirit
Truly witness it
Embrace it
Love it
And you need only
Feel it for a moment
For you have taken in
The medicine
And alchemized the rest
That’s very hard to do
I whisper
So silly
I mean human
I get those words
Confused sometimes
They are very similar
Silly human
You forget
You are divine
When you remember
You will return
To drink my breast
Child awakened
And you will offer back
Your love, your experience
Of embodiment
And it will enrich us
Love is ever expanding
Child you walk
The path
of the shaman
Walker between realms
Spirit weaver
You who have returned
To suckle
While still embodied
In human form
You forgot and returned
And left again
Always with my blessing
For I know you will always return
You already have