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7/7/2017 0 Comments

Primal Prayers of My People

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Since I was a child I listened.
Listened with my whole being.
To the whispers of the earth.
To the breadth and pulse of creatures.
And soundless vibrations of plants and tide
as moon and sun dance across a horizon.

Since I was a child I listened.
To the voiceless cadence of humanity's heart
longing for an existence
they didn't know was here
imperceivable through analytically focused eyes.

Since I was a child I listened
with senses that exist beyond this body.
That come from a place within
where you and I are a living blur
whirling in a mass of cosmic color
to rhythms of ignited remembrance.

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Now I am a woman.
With the heart of that child within her.
Who longs to listen ever deeper.
Through pores and blood.
And limbs and veins.
Through ringing ears and sweating palms.
Straight in to the marrow of her bones
and from the soles of her feet.

So tell me dear people
your prayers. Your primal prayers.
The ones you didn't know you've been whispering
into the darkest hour of the night.
Tell me what your heart weeps for
with an ache so real it breaks
apart ancient structures once built to keep
you restricted from the beauty of nations
ready to live for Life.
Ready to live for Us.

I am listening dear people.
To the primal prayers of my sovereign soul.
To things I never wanted to admit
because they left my mouth parched and dry.
My skin flaking like a snake shedding
as it coils towards an internal flame
that lights our world on fire with Her almighty love.

I am listening dear people.
To the primal prayers you hold for yourself.
To the prayers you hold for your children.
And carry for our earth.
To the prayers you place in surrender under your pillow at night.
For your partnerships and civilizations.
For your communities and bank accounts.
For your aging body and this sacred bedazzling world.

I am listening.
There is nothing left to do.
I am a woman
whirling in a mass of cosmic color
to the rhythms of ignited remembrance.
Singing out the soundless song of Her true name, "Home."
Home.


Send me your prayers!

I'm heading to the desert. On heart sabbatical. Bringing the primal prayers of my people with me. Sharing them with ancient land and wisdom. With thirsty, drying places that somehow know how to retain moisture and thrive.

I'll be taking the prayers you hold for yourself, your family and children, the earth, and our world with me into ceremony on the land. And will share in my next Love Letter to My People the wisdom offered from the Heart of Her. From the Eternal Grandmother, who's been beckoning me close in these times. Since I was a child, a council of Grandmothers have energetically encircled and guided me, and now, somehow, I feel ready to be right at their side...

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Fill out the simple open-ended form below, with your prayers. Your Primal Prayers.
The ones you hold for yourself. Your family. The children. Our earth. Your body. Your health. Your finances.
I want to hear these essential prayers. The main ones.
I want to know the primary one everything rests upon.

    What are YOUR Primal Prayers?

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