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FEELING



Feeling the mycelium beneath my feet
A woven tapestry of nurturance 
A vast cooperation of life in Oneness

Feeling the giant maple whisper her rooted
story to her beloveds for as One 
We thrive in the net-work of living

Feeling the air skim my flesh in the
Invisible gift of each breath offered
Clarity of purpose uninterrupted

Feeling the tears rise for the spilling
A salty sea of remembrance to be shed
For All that need to grieve in surrender

Feeling this vastness of Connection
Of how I am all that and none of it. 
The Earth of me
The Heart of me
The Breath of me
The Bright Spirit of me

Feeling it all to know it All
Being it all to live it all
Breathing it all in for the sake
Of Knowing the Deep gift 
of this simple
Truth

copyright.  jeanne adwani

  

 

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WHEN THE GODDESS COMES TO THANKSGIVING


 

 

Heart hand n mouth

A stone settled in my throat

from the long ago of

when children were seen

Not to be heard

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Sitting around the Thanksgiving

table of abundance and belly full

All the voices to be heard took

the air out of the room.

~

We found our breath

in the light of the Kitchen

Away from the weight of those fortune tellers

That had no relevance to our playground

of untapped dreams and magic.

~

We were the reflection of family tales

in the assured right to story us

into what they would never be

How the should of us got should on.

~

The stone became a river pebble

as years came in to self awakening,

in the wandering and the wondering

of where truth will flow and be shared

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The myth of who should be what

And who should be where in the familial

continuum container of untruths

spoken out loud in deep disregard.

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The old story came slow to dissolve

into the intent of self-resolve.

The claiming proclamation of .

I am not that clown you gave me

I am not that honest girl you said I was

I am not that nice nor am I that good

I am not that silenced voice of your making

I am a voice rising in my fullness.

I am All that I am and you can not should me.

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The stone is a clear crystal amplification

of  Sovereignty in the Queendom of myself

The illuminated voice of chanting in union with Love

and the proclamation of fearless intent to Be heard

in the complex ease and hard softness of claiming

all and every word needed to be said

in the when-ever-they-need saying.

~

I amplify in the Stillness of All that I am

I roar the voice of Kali Ma on behalf of my lineage

I wear the Muse as I inspire and play

I cradle in tenderness your surrender

I am a crystal clear voice of paradox

Sacred in all my Creative forms

I am she Who Speaks her truth Out Loud.

I am The One Heart.

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