Compositions

Fine China

Like a brazen bull in a delicate shop, he would boldly knock down any prefabricated construct displayed for me and all to see in order to rebuild his dynasty with me.

While the effects can feel shocking, it is a good thing that I am not overly attached to holding onto material things – and am more passionate about discovering our heart’s true desires.

Compositions

To Be Able To Trust

I think the reason I have hidden and why my wild magic usually only comes out when no one or a youngling is around is because it has not felt safe that I have truly had a partner’s unconditional love.

There has always been some sort of undercurrentsurface censorship requirement of my bubbling jubilation, discomfort at the fact I like embracing pure happiness just for the joy of it, and love was often withheld if I expressed my own voice.

Not that it made a difference if I didn’t speak and stifled my exuberance, because the threat was always there that they would leave me if I were truly myself – bold and dynamically proud.

Poetic Musings

To Be Loved

Am I enough?
Are my qualities useful?
Will he trust my sincerity is truthful?

I feel overwhelmed – but
It’s because to myself I am critical.
How do I overcome these insecurities?

It’s not that age in years is important –
It’s what we do with acquired wisdom.

Yet, to me his functioning is well grounded –
While mine is spirit flowing with the wind.

How do I alter feeling less than worthy
Into becoming all that makes me more?

How do I reorientate my calibrations to
Lead me home to him as reach for the door?

Stream of Thought

Wonderful Jewelry

This evening, I put some crystal jewelry on layaway for myself – all earings.

One, I just had to get because it is of a star metal-work-wrapped around rough meteorite.

Literally, a Rock Star – for my song.

The second, a pair of kyanite with a clear line of pure blue in the center of energetic deeper matrix in each of them – classically fetching!

The third is the most representative of my energy: raw rock tanzanite held within swirling cage bars holding each loosely.

For wild magic needs freedom of movement, but it also needs a place to be channeled

Compositions

A Gift Of “Gods”

I saw the family of crows winging over our parking lot to gather in a sequestered and broad-spaced tree.

I wondered what I had to give to them for eating, and if it was prudent. For crows, like humans, enjoy delectable things.

As I contemplated this further while muching on my favorite granola, a slight shift of the slippery box on angled car seat sent it open spilling under the parking break.

“Noooooo, I like this treeeeaaatt!” I wailed out quietly, trying to see if it was salvageable.

But, then I looked up and found crows love berries, nuts, and seeds – and I knew they would enjoy dismantling the crunchy, stuck-together clusters.

So, I gathered the spillage into a white paper towel, made sure the youngling crow still in the tree saw me to tell the others, and tossed it all around on the ground for them to investigate as they please.