Monthly Archives: August 2010
Only You (can do what you are here to do) and celebrating the 90th Anniversary of Women’s Right to Vote!
Only You… Remember that no one can do what you do, the way you do. And that what you do is needed, and wanted. Remember that you have a unique purpose that has always lived within you. And that it … Continue reading
Filed under Creativity, Poetry and Prose, Revolution, Shiloh's Writings
The Gravity of Noticing
It has been told by my mama
that as a baby
moon was my first word
and that when I saw the color pink
in a sunset I became very excited
and began to jump up and down.
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Filed under Poetry and Prose, Shiloh's Writings
1001 vows and an appearance by the queen of shovels
After 1000 broken vows
We will rise again. I promise.
Surrendering to the mystery
of knowing or not knowing.
We finally understand
that we will not do
everything we say we will.
This confession should feel like a relief.
We have transcended getting it right
when we finally get it that we won’t. Continue reading
Filed under Creativity
Prayer for Seeing Clearly
Bless us this day with your presence
Show us the way through the hard to see places
Anoint us with the oil for far seeing Continue reading
Filed under Prayers, Shiloh's Writings
Activating Your Seventh Sense – A Letter
The day when I was called forth from the sleep of making a living into the wake of making a life worth living, so much light and perception came that I almost lost my balance for the radiance of it. It wasn’t my light – I was just allowed to view it as Mama Mary pulled back the beaded curtain long enough for me to see and realize I had work to do here. I was called, but to what…I didn’t have yet words for the “what”. Continue reading
Filed under Articles, Love Letters
Medicine Woman – and honoring our process
Medicine Woman holds tools for healing in her magic basket.
She dances in the moonlight and sings her prayers.
Medicine Woman knows herbs and signs, stars and sums.
She is between maiden and mother, mother and crone. Continue reading
Filed under Poetry and Prose
The Moving On Tea Party – A Dirge
I forgive myself for not living the life I thought I would. I forgive myself for not always being able to hear my own heart. In between gulps of air I sip cups full of white flower clouds in white … Continue reading
Filed under Faith, My Story, Prayers, Shiloh's Writings
