Moon dancer (available on Etsy)
This lovely goddess came through me to visit my life last spring.
I remember rolling around in the grass,
breathless with joy as my hands, arms, face, torso, chest
danced in the paint and sang hues onto the canvas.
Her form and the story written behind her came once the paint dried.
She emerged just as she needed to, and has been hanging above my computer ever since.
She has been a little hidden in my alcove here, but lately has been frequenting more open walls in the house to be SEEN. (My house is a revolving art gallery)
She has emerged from her incubation period with a magical power:
She makes women dance before her.
Countlessly, my women friends walk through my house,
stop infront of her, raise their arms, and shake-a shake-a their glorious hips.
Last week two gorgeous sisters were gyrating divinely before her,
all three of them smiling the same little wild smile.
I am so grateful that so much magic is in my life…
and keeps spilling in…
from all directions, all possibilities,
seeping through my hands.
Often, I get down on my knees and give the most heartful thanks
that I am blessed with the creations that I am.
They have saved, healed and made light my life in so many ways.
I am off to catch a star from the sky…
one of my dearest friends is arriving for the weekend.
Let me play a little Nostradamus and prophecy this:
It is to be a weekend of souls connecting, nourishing foods, the beating drum, magical corn cakes, laughter, sharing in pyjamas.
I wish for you…
just this blissful moment.
some shake~a shake~a.
gratitude that takes you down on your knees to kiss the earth.
rainbow clumps of balloons,