Sky Rose Dreamer-Love Warrior

03/22/2023

New Moon in Aries

Spring Equinox

Spring is ripe with new beginnings and coiled possibilities. We hear strains of magic and strands of mystery, calling us to set forth, paying attention to the small, soft mysteries and wild magics of just where we are. There is a quickening inside you, and we are called to the riverside, bearing witness to the birthwaters of spring. Streams once tamed now leap their banks, charge with fury across colonized lands, charting new routes and refusing to stay inside boundaries. Our tears flood and join the rushing water, striking out to sea; inexorable is the call, fathomless is the need. With all our strength we cry out—to ancestral memory, to lifebeat rushing through our veins, to waters of the original womb. May we quench this thirst with tinctures of patience, action, reverence, and justice. We dip our hands into the cool current and anoint our bellies. As we touch wet fingers to our bodies, we hear distant whale songs, this waterway connected to the next to the next to the next, each future of each being entwined in ripples, bubbles, and waves.

Molly Remer © Mother Tongue Ink 2022

ART: Earth Prayer: Benediction © Kay Kemp 2020

08/06/2022

Don’t You Change A Thing… Bloom

08/05/2022

Crossing The Bridge Back To Now Earth…

07/13/2022

When someone calls you names, reduces you to a thing,
When they offer advice you didn’t ask for,
When they blame you for their pain,
When they do not listen to you, and endlessly talk about themselves,
When they compare you with others,
When they ignore, invalidate, judge or ridicule your thoughts and feelings.
Stop. Breathe.
Know it’s their pain, not yours.
Know they are dreaming the only dream they can dream until they wake up.
Know that they don’t know you, only their fantasy.
Perhaps they find it hard to love themselves.
Perhaps they seek their worth externally.
Perhaps they are disconnected from their breath, their bodies, their precious aliveness, their true calling.
Perhaps they live in a dualistic world of good and bad, right and wrong, success and failure.
Perhaps they have forgotten the simple joy of being.
Perhaps you understand this.
Perhaps you have been where they have been.
Don’t try to change them now. They may never change.
Don’t try to fix them. They aren’t asking to be fixed.
The more you push, they more they’ll push back.
Don’t get entangled in their web of sorrows.
See clearly, even have compassion, but don’t push.
It’s okay that they are upset. It really is.
Give them space to be upset.
It’s okay that they are disappointed in you.
Give them space to be disappointed.
It’s okay that they judge you. Make room for their judgements too.
Make room for your own thoughts and feelings!
Allow yourself to feel sad, angry, guilty, doubtful.
Let all these precious energies wash through you.
They will not harm you, as you allow them to move.
Yes, you will meet many gatekeepers on this journey.
Walk your path anyway, and allow others to walk theirs.
You don’t need to justify your path, or defend it.
Stay close to yourself in these challenging times.
Do not fight the darkness; it has no power anyway.
Simply turn your light
way up.~

~Jeff Foster

art: Hans Walor

06/25/2022

They would like you to feel defeated, powerless, and alone. So band together, flex your considerable collective powers, and never surrender. We are the majority, which is why they are frantically pursuing minority rule and taking advantage of it where it is built into our flawed system. They are a shrinking minority and know democracy is their enemy.

Defend democracy. Defend women's rights, q***r rights, privacy rights, reproductive rights, voting rights, and the rights of nature. Defend the future against these vengeful undead ghouls trying to drag us into the graves of the past. Remember that their goal is to overturn our victories, which is to say remember that we have had many victories. Remember I say, because memory helps map the possibilities of the future. Remember what Hannah Jones wrote: “Our democracy’s founding ideals were false when they were written. Black Americans have fought to make them true." That fight continues.

Defend not just your own rights but those of others, especially if you're among those not directly threatened. Defend the rights of those yet to come, not as microscopic embryos, but as inheritors of this country and this earth for generations to come. Remember that the right fears us. Remember that they know they must lie and cheat to win. Remember that they know they are doomed in the long run, and speed the day when they are history, a second confederacy whose only statues will be made out of lies and scabs.~

~ Rebecca Solnit, 6.24.22

06/14/2022

06/04/2022

When we are cut off from nature, we feel that something important is missing; we feel dissatisfied and incomplete. Not recognizing the cause, we try to satisfy the lack. The irony is that what we try often takes us further and further from the forest – from the earth, our home. By actively seeking and seeing wonder in the natural world, we can re-enter the wood whose trees converse – the forests of the world that still whisper their magic to us.

~ Penny Billington: 'Nine Ways to Charm a Dryad'

[Art: Julia Tar: https://www.artstation.com/artwork/B3e4kA]

05/25/2022

Soul Service Center 11:11 Anchored Timeline Aligning

05/16/2022

Soul Service 11:11
Everything I Need….

05/13/2022

While your children should treat you with respect and show you that they appreciate you, they shouldn’t wait on you hand and foot. For some...

05/13/2022

HOW I BECAME A WARRIOR~~

Once, I ran from fear
so fear controlled me.
Until I learned to hold fear like a newborn.
Listen to it, but not give in.
Honour it, but not worship it.

Fear could not stop me anymore.
I walked with courage into the storm.
I still have fear,
but it does not have me.
Once, I was ashamed of who I was.

I invited shame into my heart.
I let it burn.
It told me, "I am only trying
to protect your vulnerability".

I thanked shame dearly,
and stepped into life anyway,
unashamed, with shame as a lover.
Once, I had great sadness
buried deep inside.

I invited it to come out and play.
I wept oceans. My tear ducts ran dry.
And I found joy right there.
Right at the core of my sorrow.
It was heartbreak that taught me how to love.

Once, I had anxiety.
A mind that wouldn't stop.
Thoughts that wouldn't be silent.

So I stopped trying to silence them.
And I dropped out of the mind,
and into the Earth.
Into the mud.

Where I was held strong
like a tree, unshakeable, safe.
Once, anger burned in the depths.
I called anger into the light of myself.
I felt its shocking power.

I let my heart pound and my blood boil.
Listened to it, finally.
And it screamed, "Respect yourself fiercely now!".
"Speak your truth with passion!".
"Say no when you mean no!".
"Walk your path with courage!".
"Let no one speak for you!"

Anger became an honest friend.
A truthful guide.
A beautiful wild child.
Once, loneliness cut deep.

I tried to distract and numb myself.
Ran to people and places and things.
Even pretended I was "happy".

But soon I could not run anymore.
And I tumbled into the heart of loneliness.
And I died and was reborn
into an exquisite solitude and stillness.

That connected me to all things.
So I was not lonely, but alone with All Life.
My heart One with all other hearts.
Once, I ran from difficult feelings.

Now, they are my advisors, confidants, friends,
and they all have a home in me,
and they all belong and have dignity.
I am sensitive, soft, fragile,
my arms wrapped around all my inner children.

And in my sensitivity, power.
In my fragility, an unshakeable Presence.
In the depths of my wounds,
in what I had named “darkness”,

I found a blazing Light
that guides me now in battle.
I became a warrior
when I turned towards myself.
And started listening.~~

~Jeff Foster

art: Daiva Luksaite

05/09/2022

The Man Who Walks With The Healer

When a man chooses a woman who follows her calling, his only chance to maintain the connection is in following her… and above all in creating space for her to follow her own path. It may happen that he needs to abandon his own neediness, or that he finds a means of healing through their common path — but not in the gentlest manner.

When a man chooses a woman who heals the collective wounds of the women by following her calling, his Yes for her equals a Yes to a bigger purpose far beyond building a house or raising children. Their connection goes beyond fulfilling the classical gender role models. For this man accepts the job of having the back of this woman, of catching her when she cannot transform the pain of the world anymore. It means for him to welcome a different form of sexuality, since healing on the level of sexuality is one of the most profound issues of the woman who needs to become a healer. For him this, again, is about welcoming slowness, softness and healing — about holding back or redirecting his own drive… about being present for the whole.

Because when a man chooses a woman who aims for freedom, they can only achieve this together… and by him leaving his narcissistic aspects behind and recognizing the path of the woman as his own path towards freedom.

When a man chooses a woman who is bigger, he cannot dwell in the places of energies of oppression or of playing small. He — if he chooses to take on this mission with her — accepts a task serving the well-being of all men, even though it happens in the background. Within this background he creates space of security, of keeping her safe from an ambush bred by his own old wounds, driving her into submission.

When a man chooses a woman out of his fascination with her radiance and wisdom, it must be obvious to him that he cannot be stuck within his own deficits in a way that makes him want to diminish her radiance… purely out of fear of having to share her with others.

When a man chooses a woman who follows her calling, he cannot fear these words: respect, humility and surrender. He will rather walk the path of divinity — alongside his woman, the healer — with gratitude and an overflowing heart.

For such a woman will choose — if she ever needs to choose — in favour of the well-being of all women …and she will choose walking her path alone instead of leaving it for him. Nevertheless, she is aware of the power that lies in the presence of a man who is beating the drums… for her.

~ Moksha Devi

artwork: Vanessa Lemen

05/05/2022

Sedona Walk About…

05/05/2022

Calm Survival Transformation

05/05/2022

Slow and Steady…

04/25/2022

03/28/2022

Precious Moment with These Little Soul Light Beings…Silly Love🌞♥️🙌🌊✨