Showing posts with label sacred sculpture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sacred sculpture. Show all posts

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Day Fourteen




left home as was not invited for the family thanksgiving dinner
wondering where my family is anymore
went  to Barnes and Noble and wrote a book
"the authentic game" 

it felt good

traveled down highway One
to 
the Ki Maah Sculpture 
and 
meditated a new meditation 
on giving pleasure to mother earth
tickling her fancy 
through and through 
100 X 100 X 100 
orgasmic strokes 

during dream time 
she gave me a hundred wishes 
my first was to be 
the beloved making love to the beloved 
through out the day through out the night 

Giving Thanks 
for 
THE DAY

sunny sunny 
warm blue skies 

blue skies inward matching the blue skies outward
manifesting all wishes passed on 

ninety nine more wishes to ponder

the authentic game of life 
the beloved making love to the beloved 
with everyone and everything 
between us

fulfilling
The Space 
of 
Beautiful Pure Perfect Love 
surrounding us all

slept in the sculpture
wrapped 
in the red blanket and the white buffalo blanket

happiness radiating from the pleasure of being oneself


the new life within awaits confirmation 

happy happy happy 
thanksgiving 
to all
 my family everywhere 

The Beloved One 
awakens
in my arms




Sunday, November 13, 2011

Day Three


280 days 40 weeks

is there anymore pure magic 
than two cells becoming 
an individual unique miraculous creative beautiful genius
the amazing mystery of it all

I will never forget the day in September when I was meditating 
in the sacred sculpture near highway one 
between
 Iowa City and Solon 
when standing on the center of the sculpture 
"i" 
manifested two perfect rainbows 
right in front of me
it seemed so magical so beautiful so awesome

now that i'm pregnant 
what could possibly compare

feeling the beauty within 
starting to take form 

feeling the common bond 
the source of all life 
the common connection with the creator

I have gone silent, listening for creations voice
our common bond 
our common dance