We have kissed the feet of Angels.
walked the dark pathway to the Heavens.
sat with the babies!
nursed the sick.
tended to those who have lost their way.
we have stood on the top of the heap!
looking down at the destruction.
saw bodies lying in the streets,
pools of blood collecting at their feet.
i sat looking deeply in a mirror reflection.
at an image that no longer resembles the heart.
a reflection dark and decaying
from a slow death.
i watch as ashes fall to the ground
nourishing the earth.
into fertile ground
that nourishes the soul.
which has taken root.
begins to push through the soil
into bright sunlight.
her life gives life.
her energy restores,
thrives and flourishes.
her voice heals.
her presence encourages
others in the midst
of theses challenging times.
The Empowered Womyn does not ascribe to maintaining the status quo. She wants to create a better world for children, students and all of Humanity.
She has lived in the shadow of her true self. A quiet one who kept to herself because she did not want to rock the boat, or be seen as an agitator, trouble maker or radical one.
Her silence only reinforces more of the same. In 2017 the world begins to resemble the hell she feared. Something must be done lest the world will burn.
Is there another way to be in the world. Glimpses of a greater self appeared in her dreams. Kept in the shadows, it grew strong. Un-hampered by those who would destroy her spirit.
The power she has within can meet any resistance and transform it into something that will propel her forward on her path to the sea.
Her vast potential laying dormant, like a molecule of water that once aligns with the sea begins to crash and wash over anything in its’ wake.