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11/09/2025

Do not pity me for the shadows you see in my eyes my love,
for I have come through fires to be able to hold that darkness
and not be scared by it.

Do not feel sorry for me that my tapestry of life is woven with many black threads,
for those dark parts of the picture highlight the gold
that also runs through the weave.

Do not despair that my soul is made up of so many rips and holes.
For they have been sewn together with self love;
I have developed the heart of a medicine woman from tending them.

Do not feel pity for what I have seen my darling,
for it has made me see more life,
more beauty and more gold than anything else.

Do not worry about the shadows that seeped into my heart,
it is these shadows that led me to my most rebellious act;
the one of true, deep self love.

Do not fear that my spine will break with what it has had to carry,
for my spine is no longer a wish bone or a distorted compass,
it has developed true guidance and strength from lessons learned.

It has taken me years of courage, bravery and truth
to be able to stand straight and use this darkness as a tool to embrace life,
it has taken me fire and guts to hold both my light and my dark as the friends they have become.

Do not fear for me my love,
for I am both wolf and maiden, witch and queen
and I hold my black and my white with threads of gold.

~Brigit Anna McNeill
Art: FreePik

Sacred Divine Feminine
https://EmpowerWholeness.com

08/07/2025

Aging is not for the weak.
One day you wake up and realize that your youth is gone, but along with it, so go insecurity, haste, and the need to please...
You learn to walk more slowly, but with greater certainty. You say goodbye without fear, and you cherish those who stay.
Aging means letting go, it means accepting, it means discovering that beauty was never in our skin...
but in the story we carry inside us.

Meryl Streep 🌝

Artist Credit: Sophia Love Storey

30/06/2025

"I swear I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred,
but offer myself humbly,
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder,
as an architect of peace."
— Diane Ackerman

Art: Curandera by Daniel of , https://toltekpatl.com/
From the artist:
This artwork is a tribute to the modern-day curanderas—powerful women rooted in tradition, resistance, and healing. Blending ancestral wisdom with contemporary strength, this piece honors the Chingona spirit: fierce, grounded, sacred, and unapologetically herself. The figure stands in a field of cempasúchil, radiating warmth, life, and memory. Half of her face is revealed, human and proud, while the other half is hidden behind a jaguar mask—symbol of power, protection, and spiritual transformation. The copal smoke she holds rises like prayer, connecting past and present, seen and unseen. Her tattoos and regalia are a visual language—speaking of identity, lineage, and inner fire. Wrapped in a sarape, with braids like roots and eyes like fire, she is a bridge between worlds. She represents the women who carry medicine in their hands, stories in their scars, and strength in their silence. This piece is a visual invocation of ancestral medicine, divine femininity, and cultural resilience.

28/06/2025

Slow down.
There is no urgency here.

The deadlines,
the messages,
the noise,
They will all still be there when you return.

But your peace,
your presence,
your well-being,
These can slip away quietly, if you’re not paying attention.

So pause.

The world can wait.

You don’t need to chase everything at once.
You don’t need to carry it all right now.

Breathe.
Be here, now.

This moment is enough.
Life isn’t meant to be a race from one task to the next.

It’s meant to be lived,
felt,
noticed...

One quiet moment at a time.

Take another breath
And allow yourself the gift of stillness.

You are here,
And that is enough.

~ The World Can Wait' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Sophia Love Storey

24/05/2025
06/05/2025

Hildegard von Bingen was a mystical polymath, and a rare woman who ticks a lot of relatable boxes for just about every woman. She considered herself a simple, uneducated woman who spent most of her life battling illness and at times had to be carried room to room because she was so weak. She was also a woman living in an age where women were not highly considered, rarely educated and not allowed to teach new doctrine or even speak in a church. She was no stranger to dependency, weakness or being marginalized. She intimately knew what it was to suffer. Yet in her life, she founded her own abbey, created her own language, and wrote one of the first musical plays. She wrote nine books, seventy poems, seventy-two songs, and a play. She was an abbess, healer, writer, musician, visionary, counselor, preacher, linguist, naturalist, poet and an adviser to kings, bishops and princes. Her books are heavily referenced by scholars and theologians, and still in print.

And she didn’t even begin writing until the age of 43.

She was a true outlier, believing passionately in the power of both plants and gemstones to heal. She regularly had visions, She often used the feminine form “Sapienta Dei” which translates loosely as “God the Mother”. Yet, to read her work - to merely experience her presence in her words, her art, her music is to find a kindred spirit, a woman made of earth and salt. She celebrated her own wild spirit, often walking through Nature for hours and wearing her down - and encouraging other women to as well. She celebrated sexuality despite living a celebrate life, and the sensual aspect of spirituality in a time when the flesh was considered to be evil and an abomination - and especially for women.

She was not a confident woman despite her many successes in her own lifetime - and she tenaciously held to her faith to accomplish all that she did in spite of her circumstances, state of health or even just how she felt, and by that faith was unstoppable. She is what it is to push through the darkness, even when it seems to swallow you whole, and fiercely holding on to the faintest glimmer of light. And this is why I created her, and why I keep her image close.

She reminds me that hardship and challenges are more than just words, and may even seem insurmountable - but that we are called to deepen our faith and push through, despite whatever odds, despite how we may be feeling. She underscores that the real enemies are our doubt, hesitation and procrastination, and that every seeming failure is a lesson. Showing up and doing is what is critical.

In her I ask the question, am I doing all that I can to be of service in this moment? Is the center of my being rooted in love?

In this, I have depicted her as older, in her abbess attire, with her hair loose and flowing representing her wild, sensuous nature, communing with the Beloved and drawing her strength through faith despite her feelings. She is surrounded by spiritual helpers, in the form of birds, blooms and other things not immediately apparent to the naked eye. She is holding a mirror to reflect back my own hesitation or frustration of the moment, and reminding me of who and I really am. And she is illumined with a heavenly, goldenlight reminding me that I am never alone.

Despite my doubt. Despite my aching joints or brain fog, vanity, low mood or feeling engulfed by gloom or the darkness of the age. “Just be and do,” she murmurs sweetly through the ages.

“You are enough.
You are loved.
Be and do.”

“Hildegard von Bingen”
Mixed Media
2023

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04/05/2025

“Once upon a time, when women were birds, there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy.”
— Terry Tempest Williams

St. Milburga of Wenlock, 8th-century abbess and miracle-worker, is remembered not only for her healing hands and radiant virtue—but for her deep and mystical bond with birds.

Born a Mercian princess, Milburga renounced nobility to found a monastery in Shropshire. Her life was one of contemplation, service, and the quiet yet radical defiance of a woman who chose the sacred over the crown. Her sanctity was so profound that birds—wild, winged, and free—were said to answer to her call. When farmers pleaded with her to protect their crops, she raised her hand, and flocks obeyed.

To this day, she is honored as the patron saint of birds

But as with all saints, there is more here than the tale implies.

Birds have long been symbols of the soul, of prophecy, and of feminine knowing. In alchemical and esoteric traditions, there is even a mythical “language of the birds”—a sacred, intuitive speech only the awakened can hear. It is said to be the tongue of angels, the whisper of spirit, the music of those who fly between worlds.

Women, too, have spoken in this language. In dreams. In poetry. In silence and song. Like Milburga, many have chosen flight over captivity. Prayer over performance. Their wings may not be visible, but they shimmer in the presence of truth.

This new piece is a testimony to St. Milburga—her legacy, her lore, her luminous kinship with the birds. She sits in quiet contemplation, surrounded by starlings, thrushes, or ravens—whatever birds may speak most clearly to the soul who beholds her.

It is a artwork for women who remember. Who long for the sky. Who still believe in holy conversation between the seen and unseen.

The art is now available as a signed print in my shop. A quiet blessing in flight.

“St. Milburga - Patron Saint of Birds”
Mixed Media
2025

Matted & Signed 8X10 Gallery Art Print: https://shewhoisart.etsy.com/listing/4300470704
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04/05/2025

I’m starting to understand the ones who go quiet—not out of pride, but out of necessity. The ones who disappear without warning, not because they stopped caring, but because they needed time to breathe, to heal, to figure themselves out without the noise of expectations. Life can get heavy, and sometimes the bravest thing you can do is step away and choose yourself in silence. It’s not about abandoning people—it’s about not abandoning yourself.

Now I see the strength in those who reappear with clearer minds, softer hearts, and stronger boundaries. They didn’t vanish to hurt anyone; they vanished to find themselves again. And when they come back, they do so with intention, not obligation. I get it now—sometimes, the only way to truly return is to leave first.

~ Balt Rodriguez Choose Yourself

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

02/05/2025

I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same.

So why not get started immediately.

I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.

And to write music or poems about.

Bless the feet that take you to and from.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.

You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.

✍️ Mary Oliver
🎨 Annie Hamman
Rivers in the Ocean

03/11/2024

“All the poems of our lives are not yet made. We hear them crying to us,” Muriel Rukeyser writes in her timeless ode to the power of poetry. “Cry, heart, but never break,” e…

02/11/2024

On Lunar Samhain and this New/Dark Moon in Scorpio, sharing one of my very favorite writings. May we all honor and connect with She Who is the Dark Goddess, for her gifts are gold.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Not all are called to dance with the Dark Goddess. Not all are called to walk the edge between the worlds. For those who are, who dare to risk, magic awaits. Not easy wave-your-pretty-wand magic, but magic that is deep and rough, pulling and tugging at your very existence, plunging you into the deep, dark murky waters of all feelings from all times, until finally demanding you be willing to stand in the fires of transformation, insisting you be willing to be the dark matter that is alchemically transmuted into gold.

Not everyone will understand or feel comfortable around you. They are not meant to. The Dance of the Dark Goddess is for those who are willing to die and die and die again, knowing that with each death a new dance is being born, a new being is being formed, for it is in darkness that creation begins.

Not all are called to dance with the Dark Goddess but for those who are, those who have been given eyes to see in the dark and wings to fly, those that understand alchemy is born of fire, a day will come when travelling between the worlds of dark and light will be a profoundly juicy journey of depth-diving into the shadowy recesses in order to purify, mature, and perfect that which is the deepest of all mysteries... the soul of a woman.

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Dancing with the Dark Goddess, ©Arlene Bailey
Art, Amanda Clark, https://www.etsy.com/ca/shop/earthangelsarts?msockid=148c4b953215600d26fa5fad3339615b

09/10/2024

The Valuable Time of Maturity~~
"I counted my years and discovered that I have
less time to live going forward than I have lived until now.

I have more past than future.
I feel like the boy who received a bowl of candies.
The first ones, he ate ungracious,
but when he realized there were only a few left,
he began to taste them deeply.

I do not have time to deal with mediocrity.
I do not want to be in meetings where parade inflamed egos.

I am bothered by the envious, who seek to discredit
the most able, to usurp their places,
coveting their seats, talent, achievements and luck.

I do not have time for endless conversations,
useless to discuss about the lives of others
who are not part of mine.

I do not have time to manage sensitivities of people
who despite their chronological age, are immature.

I cannot stand the result that generates
from those struggling for power.

People do not discuss content, only the labels.
My time has become scarce to discuss labels,
I want the essence, my soul is in a hurry…
Not many candies in the bowl…

I want to live close to human people,
very human, who laugh of their own stumbles,
and away from those turned smug and overconfident
with their triumphs,
away from those filled with self-importance,
Who does not run away from their responsibilities ..
Who defends human dignity.
And who only want to walk on the side of truth
and honesty.
The essential is what makes
life worthwhile.

I want to surround myself with people,
who knows how to touch the hearts of people ….
People to whom the hard knocks of life,
taught them to grow with softness in their soul.

Yes …. I am in a hurry … to live with intensity,
that only maturity can bring.
I intend not to waste any part of the goodies
I have left …
I'm sure they will be more exquisite,
that most of which so far I've eaten.

My goal is to arrive to the end satisfied and in peace
with my loved ones and my conscience.
I hope that your goal is the same,
because either way you will get there too .. "

~Mário de Andrade
1893 - 1945 / SĂŁo Paulo, Brazil

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