The Promise

The Promise
I am she who brings promise of birth
Because I am she who embraces death
I am she who promises the awakening
Because I am she who welcomes to you to the night to sleep
I am daughter, I am the mother, I am the grandmother
Because I am the crone and I am all in one
I am she who brings transmutation
Because I am she who recognizes the divine circle that is life
I am she who colors the spring, the summer and the fall
Because I am she who sleeps beneath the snow
I give you power
Because I remember the past, the present and the future.
I am she who manifests your destiny
Because I am she who recognizes your manifest divinity
As daughter, as mother, as grandmother,
As the crone the one who transmutes the three into reality.

Next encounter with Jaguar Soul

As he reached out for me I felt a sudden rush of heat ... like those sultry nights on Isla Mujeres.

My heart was beating another rhythm that seemed to change not only my tempo but the frequency that connected me to the universe. For some reason or another I felt as if I were the physical manifestation of the divine goddess of love.

Adored.

Worshipped.

Recognized by all mankind as the source of passion and resurrection.

As I danced the dance

I remembered.

I remembered by awakening to the Cosmic Dance.

The embers from which I arise lift me to a sense of infinite awareness.

I am moving and I am totally still at the same time.

Adored yet distant in the magic of the moment.

There is no wrong. There is no right.

There is just pure and passionate awareness of the dance.

The Cosmic Dance.