The Matriarchy

 

There is ecstasy in forgetting yourself.

There is bliss in remembering yourself.

All streams are leading back to the Ocean,

darling pilgrim of the heart.

The Ages are shaping you

into a prism of light that carries every experience

and offers every freedom.

Run towards it!

Chase this light as you live, work, love, eat, sleep and dream.

You are the beautiful vessel

for this dance.

*

Come to me

with the light in your eyes,

Come.

Speak to me

in a voice hushed with reverence

for this,

this waking up.

*

Talk to me of everything you know

and everything you’ve forgotten.

I want to hear your stories of redemption, grief, loss and triumph.

I want to know how you became the Phoenix

and how you learned to forgive.

I want to hold the key to your joy

and treat it like it is my own.

*

Please hunt your own heart,

the way you used to hunt the sacred Buffalo.

And I will birth the teachings of our ancestors,

the way I’ve given birth for generations.

And slowly,

the tides of inequality

are turning.

Your voice quiets with understanding,

with feeling and with honor.

You are learning to love yourself again.

My voice becomes clear and resonant.  I embody respect.

There is no senseless seeking now.

The veil has been lifted and the illusions are falling away

to reveal our innocence

and our delight.

We are alive

by some miraculous power.

*

The sublime Teacher

carries our boat along,

like the river

rushing back to the Ocean.

This Ocean

is where the Matriarchy is headed.

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