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I am your anima

I am your anima

I am your anima Your soul flowing freely Dancing life In tender joy Take me back I am your anima The flowing river of feeling Flooding your functions Take me back I am your anima My curves fit your edges Sheath your sated sword Take me back I am your anima My rage fills the … Continue reading

Born of a struggle

Born of a struggle

Feel I must Go deep Don’t push a poem out for a hungry crowd of inner critics milking the joy of living from my aching breast it will come out rancid and lifeless Butterflies and baby things must be born of a struggle a struggle to express to come out from inside not that it … Continue reading

“Within every woman there lives a powerful force, filled with good instincts, passionate creativity, and ageless knowing. She is the Wild Woman, who represents the instinctual nature of women. But she is an endangered species.” ― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves

“Within every woman there lives a powerful force, filled with good instincts, passionate creativity, and ageless knowing. She is the Wild Woman, who represents the instinctual nature of women. But she is an endangered species.” ― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves

She’s stretching in the fragile morning rays of the sun, her eyes blurry from 5000 years of sleeping. She turns to the blinding light of the business all around. Naked and perplexed, she sighs deeply and readies her soft and yielding heart for battle, gathers her pulsing strength… The Divine Feminine, stepping up and out … Continue reading