Belonging to your life…
How does one belong to one’s own life? Move into one’s skin and call it home? How does one feel good enough to yell out the window while driving very fast and listening… Read More
Tag Archive: Our Lady
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Join me in a Sabbath? A call to rest instead of a call to action..
Why were we commanded to rest? In a world that’s gone mad, I think it is pretty obvious what happens when folks don’t get enough rest. I have often thought to myself, how can we not covet, steal and kill if we do not rest? Maybe Creator or Mother and Father Divine, put it there for a reason. You think? Even our cattle are not supposed to work. Around Cosmic Cowgirls if we don’t have a workshop, we don’t e-mail amongst ourselves on the weekends mostly, and we don’t work unless we absolutely have to – and we put our horses out into the meadow. There is a decency in stopping working — and we need it.
The Glitter from the Grit: A Blessing for Wild Things
May you choose to sift the glitter from the grit of life.
May you sharpen those internal soul tools that make self excavation possible, even when messy.
May you choose to pursue your life purpose fearlessly, no matter what bills are due.
May you realize that you don’t need to be inspired to create, and you don’t need to clean the house or the catbox first.
The Queen of Shovels
After 1000 broken vows
We will rise again. I promise.
Surrendering to the mystery
of knowing or not knowing.
Once Upon A Time – A little tale about the Artist known as Shiloh Sophia
RECEPTION AT ELECTRIC ROSE GALLERY: December 11, Saturday, 7-9pm
107 Plaza Street, Healdsburg, California Cake and Champagne Reception on the weekend we celebrate the Feast Day of Our Lady of Guadalupe
Holy Grail of Healing
Lady of Living Water
I call to you from the sands of life
Bring the holy grail of your healing
Our Lady of Abundant Blessings
Our Lady of Abundant Blessings
Open our hearts to Thy bountiful wisdom
You who bridge the created and uncreated worlds
You who bring spirit into form so beautifully
Move us through our many thought forms that bind
Calling In The Sparkle
ave you had the experience of the very AIR around you changing, seeming different- both in moments of bliss and pain? Times of miracles and grieving and transformations are moments when the air seems to me compressed and released and anointed with sparkle from On High. I have often wondered, since pain and miracles seem like something we can neither call on nor predict, but can certainly expect to show up -though with no idea when… is there a way to cause or call on the Sparkle from On High as needed? The answer of course is no and yes. Sparkle from on High is grace in its many sorted forms.
within the folds of her holy dress
In the folds of your dress
your holy garment
I bury my head
Smelling the sweet fragrance of your love
My little hands hidden in the layers of fabric
I try to be consumed and folded into your dress
I want to disappear into your being-ness
I pull up a fold and surround myself with silken fabric
Soft and giving, silky and strong
It is dark like your skin
and in these folds I can imagine
All the world is well and
I hear your soothing voice
speaking words of grace-filled wisdom
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
