The Long Exhale

It is quite sublime the relationships between women and men. In one sense we are like bricks and mortar, one soft, the other more squarish with flatter surfaces and pointy corners that are not sure what to do with round softer oness. And the other, the mortar. That thick wet substance that adheres one brick to another it's pressed between surfaces oozing over the edge. Men and women forever dancing about one another, never the same but needing the same touch, the peace in romance and love, and the beauty of the mundane.

I find great delight in the contrast of the two. In the men who are raised to be tough but find much of themselves and their meaning reflected in the heart of a women. The contrast and epitome of they're opposite. So much beauty to behold held between their two hearts. In that contrast women define their meaning too. Men have the amazing ability to accept, embrace and set free the heart of a women in the spaciousness of their world. Unencumbered by consuming thoughts, expectations and emotions. Men are a home where we rest because they say yes and okay.

Then there is the sublime and ever inexplicable relationship of sex. The meeting place, the garden perennial, wayside and center place of our life. The constant spark of fire, the shooting of a glance, the twinkle in the eye and bulge beneath the pants. The sexual life is the life of wonder. It is the long exhale.

Dedicated to the one who makes my life complete. Alice g.

God Loves Me Still

The blood of my veins ran through the leaves like wind insulting hair,
I was a part of the earth and the heaven in skies air.
Every breath as a child was from your great heaving heart
oh GAIA Mother Earth.
Born a circler,
channeler of spirits, places and thoughts.
Without being shown, it was in me.
I was alive before I was told what God WAS,
how I should be before him,
and how to behave.
Now all of the breath has gone out of me,
my child disappeared
and my psychic sense
and dreams with the onset of rules.
It is buried to this day, afraid to come out.
God loves me still.

Synergy

The wind like waves
blows through my hair
the rain begins to fall.
In droplets, steady patterns,
like the sound of your breath
rhythmic and deep as we sleep.

Immigrant post post

I decided to cook; something I had never tried before. Chicken Chili Paella. The chili part didn't register untilI was rinsing the beans... WHO PUTS BEANS IN PAELLA?! And so I did already being in the middle of the recipe to which I did NOT have all of the right ingredients and so improvised. As I cooked I went back to the vision of the immigrant, my great grandmother. A week previous I read a blog from a woman who decided to do generational energetic healing. She went back through 7 generations of women one at a time into the womb of their mother through a visual meditation and blessed and released them.

In my vision Ogot was contained by the fence  so I thought I should go into the yard with her and walk her out, but, in fact I could feel I was supposed to to go into the yard and into her house.  And so we spoke.  She told me to put my art away for awhile.  All of it.  So I could listen for awhile to my mind and soul because their was something they wanted to hatch.  She said my art is of the Heart and has served me continuosly over these many, many years for expression, survival and understanding.  Truly in my heart I know it saved me.  Perhaps heART is in need of an over due vacation.  Very odd to hear to stop art but I actually already had and was waiting for things inside me to settle so I could hear.  Ironic.

Then I realized that was my first spirit guide.  My great grandmother on the morning of the funeral of her only child came to guide my heart. 

Renee Michele

Broken Dreams

Dream May 2010: I went out on a bridge over a small river to enjoy the view. Noticed that the ice had started melting and water was flowing below and around the ice and also noticed the bridge was missing so it didn't reach all the way over to the other side of the shore. When I looked back there were several alligators swimming under water approaching the bridge. I felt very vulnerable since the water was so high and close to the bridge. When I turned to escape the side of the bridge I had first enter on was missing too so I had to jump over the water to shore where I finally reached safety in the arms of my good friend.


alligator

Primal, stealth, direct or blunt, fast acting. Monstrous or having the ability to hurt someone without regret or compassion. Dreaming of this animal can represent:

• Having too much of one of these qualities, or that you could benefit by being less this way
• Not having enough of one of these qualities, or that you could benefit by being more like this
• Someone or something in your real life with whom you associate one of these qualities (an event, situation, threat, etc.)

For more clues, pay attention to what the animal was doing or any particular characteristic that stood out.

bridge

A passage from one phase to another in your life, or a transition to a new beginning

• The ability to move above the challenges in your life, escaping difficulties (as in a dream bridge that lets you cross over dangerous waters below)—or taking a shortcut or more direct route
• A connection from one dream area to the next
• A transition from or one point in time to another point
• The connection between one part of your life and another part
• A connection between you and another person

For clues about the meaning of your dream bridge, consider what is being portrayed on each side of and under the bridge, and what role the bridge is playing.

A wintry, icy landscape can represent a feeling of temporary lack of progress, hopelessness, or bleakness with respect to a certain aspect of your life.

Water that is flowing or changing shape can represent change, transformation, or movement forward in the dreamer's life—possibly out of the dreamer's control.

weather The "conditions" in your current life or "climate" of your emotional state, as your subconscious mind sees them.

cold

Cold weather or feeling cold can represent a harsh, hopeless, or dreary feeling—usually associated with whatever else is happening in the dream. It can also represent lack of compassion or caring, or a dull or boring situation.See also:

friend-Kirsten

A friendship can represent a real, imagined, or desired friendship in real life. The friend can represent:

~The actual person, or the type of role that person plays in your life: support, inspiration, humor or entertainment, or even betrayal, disrespect, etc.

~The key characteristics that the person is displaying in the dream (for example, if they are rescuing you, they may represent the idea of help or assistance.

Morning

As you wrap you arms around me

I feel you breathe against my back

warm and sure.

And the whisper of my thoughts

in that solitary moment

of being

with you.

Intermittent

Rebirth Mandala 2007

Main Entry: in·ter·mit·tent
Etymology: Latin
Date: 1601
: coming and going at intervals : not continuous ; also : occasional

This issue keeps bubbling up over and over and over. This woman without peace comes yelling her obscenities in my ear breaking apart the strength I have found in this relationship. But I guess it's like the tearing down of muscles during a workout that gives them more strength. I have known none of the unfaithfulness. This does not leave me unvulnerable. I keep exercising trust and there hasn't been any trouble. I do not like to speak poorly of him because he has been authentic with me. I will remain strong. I believe in him and this change and hope for good.