And even after all this time,
the sun never says to the earth 'you owe me'... Look what happens with love like that.. It lights up the whole sky. ~ Hafiz “To win the wildish woman’s heart, a mate would understand her natural duality through and through. Anyone close to a wildish woman is in fact in the presence of two women; an outer being and an interior criatura, one who lives in the topside world, one who lives in the world not so easily seeable. The outer being lives by the light of day and is easily observed. She is often pragmatic, acculturated, and very human. The criatura, however, often travels to the surface from far away, often appearing and then as quickly disappearing, yet always leaving behind a feeling: something surprising, original, and knowing” --Clarissa Pinkola Estes
in honor of the Mars Rover Curiosity, a poem by Rebecca Folsom.
enjoy - 140,000 Million Galaxies One hundred and forty thousand million galaxies. Each galaxy 100 billion stars. How vast the skyscape, full of timeless burning, colliding, catapulting earth-size masses, all spaciously dancing in the void. The sky looks like a bowl turned on its head, generous and stretching, holding this cosmic soup. Funny to think that this morning I was hard on myself for being a small-town girl. Any time that I want I can trade in my small thinking and feel that bowl dripping potential on my head, spinning galaxies sticky and mingling with my curls blazing dark and crisp down my body, pooling at my toes. I am a Fool crowned in the spilling glory of the delicious incomprehensible. Source: Rebecca Folsom, Sliver (2007), p. 69. © Rebecca Folsom. http://www.rebeccafolsom.com/ |
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Anandalila is a tantric hatha yoga teacher and moksha magick practitioner. When she is not on the mat, she enjoys reading, writing, music, birdwatching, and, of course, chocolate. Archives
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