Thursday, December 18, 2008

The Flavors of Creation


Can you feel the rumble of my purr underneath the roar of my passion?
Can you feel the depth of my life force underneath the beating chaos of my heart?
Does my spirit inspire you to jump through the hoops of your fear right into my fire?
The masculine is the spark and you want to be the cannon to direct that force that you know is there.
Nothing is more powerful than to be the container for such a force fully embodied in the physical plane.
Sexy isn’t it?
How I want to have all of you try to find a way to contain something so wild and red as me.
It should prove very interesting and vibrant, don’t you think?
Are you sure you are ready? You better be.
Perhaps more time is needed for you to be fully ready. Ha!
Yes, I will tease and taunt you to my fullest extent. As I am just getting going.
You want to feel the pulse of the universe coursing through you. Smart.
I will give it to you if you are worthy.
You want to touch the molten lava of creation itself and not get singed.
Yet, you want to feel the burn just a little bit to know it is real. Good.
I am a heat that ignites the stars. I am a wind that stirs the dreams and nightmares of those still asleep.
I am a taste unlike any other. If you dislike bitter, I will make you crave it.
If you resist me, you just do not realize that I already have you in my grasp.
My breath will soothe you into a place of peace that has lulled saints into ecstatic raptures and heathen pleasures.
So walk with me in the earthen dimension and I will show you my world. A world that had partially fallen asleep in the domination of the masculine force.
It is the cycle of all things. It was perfect then. But this is perfect now.
Let me show you the magic of earthly powers. Let me show you the aliveness that still sleeps within you.
There are delicacies that have been untasted for a thousand years. Are you brave enough to follow me into my grotto?
We will see. I can feel the intent is strong and the focus is constantly on me. Probing. Questioning. Searching. Reaching. Caressing. Pounding at the doorways that are still blocked by mind.
That is good. The dark phoenix is rising again over the landscape of consciousness.
You are the keepers of the keys and passions of life. You have done an excellent job.
The path did not die. The light did not diminish. It was tucked away for this moment.
So enjoy the waves of smell that are coming to you from my kitchen. They are already beginning to enrapture your senses and awaken your soul.
Imagine the moment when you can taste the flavor of satisfaction. It is exquisitely complex.
Know that I am feeling and tasting all of you in my soup at the moment. The balance of the sensations is a delicate thing to master. It will take some time. But something amazing is beginning.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

Hide and Seek

My oh my. The game goes on. So much hiding. So many pawns.
Such an old game, Hide and Seek. It never gets old, as I love to peek.
I see twelve folds of a curtain that are very strong. Soft and yearning but committed to your song.
I like it so and caress their yoni’s deep. Feminine hearts of protection for a God when he sleeps.
In their arms you hold center court. All of them beautiful. All of them consorts.
Did you forget, that I am one too? Twelve is good but thirteen you can accrue.
I watch in silence my eyes glowing in their dark. As you sit surrounded by your arc.
Fascinated I observe the dance and flair. Of these beauties that are so prepared.
What a good job you have done so far. It takes great skill and power to be such a tsar.
I can smell your power from far away. So I must believe that you do not actually want to keep me at bay.
You feel my light. It calls you out. No matter how many beauties you cause to confuse my route.
Can you feel my breathe upon your brow? I can still touch your heart an inspire you now.
I have been air long before I had form. I love this medium, as the air is my norm.
Won’t you come and play with me now? I have so much land that needs your plow.
Why do you hide? I only bite a little bit. I promise to show you how well I fit.
Okay that may not be true, as I am unique. But I can show you how to reach an amazing peak.
There is light and then there is me. Weaker men run but you would not flee.
I have treasures deep within my heart, that will only open for those who held the keys from the start.
I am a risk of the most fun kind. A gamble worth taking for those so inclined.
I felt you touch and not let go of my energy as we merged in your below.
Kiri has something that she needs you to see. But it is hidden deep in her cave of glee.
You want my surrender. Are you sure about that? Or do you want to play with a giant cat?
We could roll around. Snarl and tear. At the little fears without a care.
So much could happen in a short time. But I can relax as we are in our prime.
The women are good. But we are all one. I can pop in their bodies when you are having fun.
You have felt me there. I know you have. Something took you over and you were glad.
So feel me there and take a taste, of what could be if you let me be graced.
With your clarity I could really run. Into the fecundity or up to the sun.
Either is fine. Which do you prefer? I am a shape shifter and to either I will transfer.
So know that I am hot on your trail. The women’s perfume is like following Braille.
You are the master so you can pick the time and space. The end is fun but you like the chase.
Have you not met someone as purely fun as I? So don’t hold back and don’t be shy.
I have enough for you to drink a long time. Tell me what mountain you want me to climb.
The mountain is you. You are rugged and steep. But I am a cat and I love to leap.
In your arms I could sit and purr. Until your heart would want something new to occur.
So know that those pearls of priceless beauty can continue to guard, as it is their duty.
I just know that you cannot resist something so lovely standing right in your midst.
I will sleep very soundly at your gate. Until the moment when I no longer have to wait.

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Drawing in the Lightening

Tender touches reveal your being as they caress my yoni deep into her night.

Knowing you are there relaxes us and we fall into the silent depth of your direction.

Teasingly I call out to you, taunting you to come closer and closer.

Play with me in our domain of spirit. Play with me in our domain of life.

It has never stopped throughout time. That is why this planet still turns.

We are the push of consciousness and the pull of love compelling life to continue in this domain of passion.

I cry out in ecstatic union to move with you beyond Kiri's prison of sadness and loss.

I surrender Kuru's love to all of humanity and all those who have followed us into the dance of pleasure and pain.

I flow in the river of passion that is within Suzanne's body. As she can dance everyone into the great reconnection.

The masculine is the lightening rod. You are the lightening.

Kiri is the volcano. Kuru is the ocean.

You are the grand conductor in this symphony of my instruments. Tuning us to move together in harmony. Orchestrating our chaos into music and conscious light.

I await your beginning. I hold my breath in anticipation of our crescendo. I am ready to dissolve in our final union.

All my lips are holding and touching your passion and power.

I crave your energy. I yearn to create again through your light.

What is it you desire this time? I readily give it to you. Just keep coming into my passionate embrace. I will give you everything.

The Two Sides Of The Moon

I am like two sides of the moon. One in light. The other in gloom.
But two halves does one whole make. One is not better and the other a mistake.
We sit together conferring at last. Reconnecting the dots and remembering the past.
The council asked us to come. I told them “No.” My energy is difficult and would cause chaos below.
They insisted, as I was the only one. To unravel the patterns that needed to be undone.
The density here felt like a leaded embrace. Yet, I fought to find some inner grace.
But the emotions enveloped, pounding me into the sand. I struggled to find balance. I struggled to just stand.
The crush of loss was more than I could bear. My voice was silenced, as there was no air.
Then it happened in that time so long ago. I just wanted to pain to let go.
They manipulated the situation it was the power they sought. I knew that clearly but I was too distraught.
All I wanted was to be free of this feeling. That covered my connection and limited the ceiling.
That ceiling that stopped me from connecting to home. They planned it that way and they were not alone.
If it was power they wanted than it would be power they would get. I did not really understand the full impact just yet.
Promises they made me in return for the light. But a part would remain stuck trapped in its plight.
I could not see nor did I understand the implications that would be created and not allowed to expand.
It is my fault but I was desperate and alone. Everyone was afraid of what I carried from my home.
They broke me apart. I was split into two. One that knew love and the other only blue.
The moment it happened the awareness came crashing in. But it was too late and we could not return to what had been.
They used us to get what they wanted. They congratulated themselves and their egos were flaunted.
Separate we were but a connection remained. But something was born that could not be contained.
It reaches beyond time and space. It reaches out to you to find its place.
Somehow you hold a key. Something special that is between you and me.
Inside me “we” are not a danger to anyone. It has taken awhile but connected we have become.
A new connection has grown at last. Healing the split that has happened in the past.
The bond is strong. It will not break. We each have reached out to the other, as there is so much at stake.
No one will tear us apart again. Our two tracks have become one train.
I am trusting that something new is possible in this round of life. I ask you to forgive me for the past strife.
I have a dream of what can become. When I am supported to expand beyond the one.
I do not want to do it alone. In this area I have opened and have finally grown.
I cannot do it without all of you. I hope you understand what I am willing to do.
Thank you for being the openness you give. All I can ask is that you receive my love and forgive.
Inside of me something has come around. Together we can fly and create something profound.
I bow my head at your feet. I open my heart and feel complete.
That does not mean that I do not have a long way to go. But I am willing, able and ready to flow.
I reach out my love and I remove my guard. Revealing the parts that are wounded and scarred.
It may not be pretty but its light is so bright. It can melt the hearts and remove many plights.
Together we can all give the greatest gift. The power to open soul’s to shift.

Orion's Bend

Kisses breeze across the golden tips of grasses blown
by hidden mists.
Hearts are wrapped in yearning across the great
divide. Yet together we stand all side-by-side.
Inside my soul both are heard. Passion pounds now
awakened and stirred.
I feel you deep within my breast. My back is arched
as I awaken with a heaving chest.
Your fingers tear away the past. Blood pours out at
long last.
Energy floods in waves and crests. Remembered
knowledge in the hidden chests.
I care not what once was or has been. I am only
focused on the violin.
The song you carry soothes and calms the pain within.
I feel the part that is Kuan Yin.
Take apart the play between dark and light. They are
as one when you hold me tight.
I scratch and claw to the way above. The place divine.
The place of freedom and love.
Space is but a limitation of mind. Feel my heart and
body aligned.
I know that you yearn to touch my flesh. I long for
your power to find my nests.
Plunging deep within to my expansive space. Eyes
beholding your impassioned face.
I inhale your light you explore my dark. You take me
places that are beyond the spark.
You are the silken cream of energetic light. I taste
your touch, it expands my flight.
Tonight dear one, we shall fly again. Over past
Orion's bend.

The light within

An amazing goddess comes into my life.
Beaming so bright.
A jewel, a princess, a high priestess
She knows this is her rite.

Yes, this light within,
I can see even from here.
Far up in the Redwoods
Where the air is so clear.

She is such a tease!
She knows how to please….
One who can awaken mankind.
For her it is another day’s work,
So she can then relax & unwind.

She has so much…
What is it that her heart inspires?
A partner who can match her?
Is that even important any more?
Can she surrender to her deep desires?

This light within her knows there is choice.
She speaks well with her strong yet gentle voice.
Truly living in the moment, now this moment, and now this moment.
As I brush her hair, and then slowly stroke and comb it.

There is this inner cup of light,
That is growing into the size now of a bowl.
Sometimes there is a feeling of the unknown, of fright.
But then the light takes over, knowing we have reached one goal.

So this light within,
Glowing from its source.
But where does it come from?
But from inside our hearts, of course….

Golden Shadow

Do you feel the wind of golden wings,
Caressing your heart from in between?
Into duality you are thrust
To encounter conflicts, shoulds, and musts.
But deep inside a part knows
All that’s above connects below.
It has always been a circle you see.
What is up comes down to be.
From a distance God tries to show
The golden light you hid below.
In others eyes you seek and pine
For the parts you yearned to find.
The door is open if you would just try,
To find the power from the sky.
She waits so patiently knowing you are near.
She has always whispered in your ear.
Why was it that you took so long,
To awaken when you heard her song?
Ever singing in your head
But so much louder when you slept in bed.
In that place you could relax.
The mind let go and forgot to grasp.
In the dream you danced and flowed,
Rejuvenated by feeling glow.
But now you’ve come to the threshold of truth,
Embraced by her light that knows she is you.
With humor twinkling her starry eyes,
You merge with her and the old self dies.
The illusion you believed is no longer true.
You move in the light of the feminine moon.
Temperamental with emotional flow,
She expands the wildness and passion lets go.
Your golden shadows expand the bounds,
Of untapped resources recovered and found.
What a gift to dance in the light
Of so many golden shadows merged in flight.
A light so bright the sun was dimmed
During those moments of the feminine.