The Bitch Is Back

The bitch is back and she is sexy as fuck.  The bitch knows what she wants.  She can feel it, it is visceral.  She knows truth instantaneously.  And guess what folks, it’s not all roses out there.

The bitch is going to call shit like it is.  If it smells like shit: She is going to say something.

There are a few good men out there, backing up this bitch.

I would say, in this day and age, that men of color are more likely to “get it” when it comes to knowing how to support a woman who is knowing her own strength, knowing herself as a bitch.  Not “somebody’s” bitch, her own Bitch – y’all hear what I’m saying, right?

But, you know, it’s just a potential – and I’m partial to where I grew up and live now: the West Coast of the USA.  In so many ways, I speak to my own narrow perspective when I call out men of color as leaders of what might be known as “The Men’s Movement” in this country.  But listen, anyone reading…it’s gotta start somewhere.  It’s gotta start.  The male gender as a whole needs a big Heart Resuscitation.

Lately, I’ve been saddened and shaken by the numbness among men – I see it so starkly in men my own age, late thirties early forties…. Like I can’t even relate to their cynicism.  But, you know, age is just a number, and I’ve seen it revealed in men much older as well.  So clueless!

But – we must ask ourselves – where are the role models for men?

Men.

Like Hitler?

Like Freud?

Like Charles Manson?

Christopher Columbus?

Saddam Hussein?

Napoleon?

So and so’s father who did this and that?

So and so’s husband who beat her?

Why?

Why?

And men, so many men all over the globe,

They feel so unloved, and so isolated

And so completely unsure of themselves

Because

Blockages

Blindness

Unwilling to humble themselves

Before the true self

Unwilling to let their frozen hearts

Thaw

Their minds

Quiet

Their impulses

Hold back

And listen

.              .              .

Will you stop

And listen

Now?

.              .              .

I’m going to tell you

To give everything you can

To this Earth

Ma Gaea

And the women

And the children

Of it

Of this land

La Tierra

And the water

La Vida

.              .              .

I tell you

Men of the Earth

Now is the time

To become the most chivalrous

You have ever imagined a Man to be

.              .              .

Rise up Men

The Women of the Earth

Are calling you

To stand for what is right

.              .              .

.              .              .

And another thing,

If you have “mommy” issues

Or “daddy” issues

Call on the Great Mother

Call on the Earth and her Water

Call on all the Love buried inside you,

Aching to be alive in the world.

Call on the Great Father

All of Space and Time

Call on the Light within,

Your suffering will become your very Guru

In the light of Illumination

In the light of Love.

.               .               .

.               .               .

 

Beltane

Happy May Day, Beltane, heart of Spring!

Both the Sun and Venus are snuggled in Taurus (Venus entered the realm of the sensual Bull 2 days ago), and there is a certain full and romantic energy in the air – especially as Venus rides through Taurus.  As ruler of Taurus and Libra, Venus experiences her domicile (her home) in these two signs, so although this is not her sign of exaltation (that would be Pisces), she is free to unfurl as her complete and comfortable self while moving through the signs she rules.  In Taurus, Venus is grounded, she is sure of herself (maybe to the point of being stubborn, but she has every right), and she delights in earthly pleasures.

We often think of earthly pleasures in terms of sex, money, man-made materialism and entertainment.  What if we shift that idea back to the source: the Earth?  Sex is still a given, with ourselves, with another, but really tuning in and noticing the source of our desires or lust, tuning in all the way to that place of connection to our worthiness and the freedom that grants us.  I’m also talking about the pleasure of sunshine and clean air, if we are so lucky.  The pleasure of trees and water and mountains surrounding us.  The pleasure of all the flowers blooming, showing us beauty so graciously, and the cycle we all go through of living and dying.

Sticking your hands in the earth is a beautiful thing to do on this day.  Gardening, lying in the sun, walking barefoot, putting your body against the Earth, some way, somehow.  We need this connection to her.  When we are cut off from her, we become cut off from our own spirit, the one who took birth to be on this planet for whatever reason!

The child who is neglected by his mother may give up on loving himself; it happens.  When we cut ourselves off from Ma Gaia, we sever the love flowing effortlessly from all of her uninterrupted spaces….and we forget we need those spaces, on our planet and in our hearts and minds.

This May Day feels all about the Earth for me, I can hear her calling my name.  As I write with my sliding glass doors open and the sunlight pouring in, I hear cars rushing by outside and I am imagining a space without that sound.

We are so very lucky, we who live in places on Earth where we can access her healing power and healing beauty so easily and so readily.

I am being called by the blue sky, dear reader……I hope you are experiencing much of it today.

May the Fire of Beltane burn bright within your being,

Igniting your passion for living and burning away all that does not serve you.

May the lovely Venus wrap you in her embrace,

More and more as you open up to all the ways of being yourself.

May the union of God and Goddess that the maypole represents

Lead you in a slow dance of union between yourself and the Divine.

There is energy in this ancient, sacred dance

As we dance barefoot upon the earth.

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