Tuesday, March 30

Hello Seattle

its a meeting of sorts
between me
the full moon
and you

its a releasing ritual
a burning of hair
of papers
of charcoal ships
of last year

an invocation of the earth
the air
the fire
the water
center
my center
the center of the cosmos
and black holes

yea

calling on stability now
she's calling on clarity
passion
calling on emotionality
and
belief
release

gazing up
at the moon in Libra rising up and over this moving mountain
she says aloud to the spirits of the land
'transformation is possible
not only possible
but real
and happening
in this moment
and that moment'

opening
here
there's an ever so slight opening of the dragon heart
the same one that was once shut
stapled
sewed
closed



its reminiscent of past lives
of pain
of alcohol
of the dis-ease



of merging into one being
and coming out renewed
with new eyes
and a new soul
of her wildest dreams

shes still there
working on her shit
and i'm still here working on mine
yet somehow though this space and time
we can reconnect and still see the moon rise
her
in the damp moss filled forestland
me
in the deep desert night

its a letting go
its a moving on

but not out

its welcoming of all there is into this body mind
this dragon heart
and finding joy
and fierceness
on this path before me

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