(Sometimes, leaning into the resistance IS also leaning out.)
Breaking through to the other side includes a lot of motion and a lot of push back.
FUCK!
A timeless ritual of birthing, all one can do is steady her mind within the process. Focus.
Breathe. Press.
And, PUSH OUT.
Bare Down.
Breathe.
FUCK!
Oh Brother, it's fucking that got us here.
A Co-Creative Act, on-going since time began,
his seed puncturing her moon,
her wild flow beckoning his hard shell,
divinity
dances
in this moment.
There's a temple awaiting our union.
It begs to be filled with the yin yang of our balance.
With you on your belly, protecting your stone, cold heart
and me on my back, laughing off your defenses.
Perhaps, one day, the veil will drop, the ice will melt
and you will awaken
to
Our bodies rocking in the light. Our heart songs channeled directly from Source.
This rhythm can go on,
all night long.
This rhythm
sways,
to the tune
of a Universal tongue.
La lengua de amor, paz y libertad.
La lengua de mi corazon.
Lift your veil & be blinded by the light!
