Naked

topic posted Wed, April 16, 2008 - 10:05 AM by  Rainbow Weaver
The process of defining is also the process of creating limits. When I say "I know" I am really announcing that I do not know. When it is announced that "this is the way", the way has already become obscured.

Give me an experience of you who you are, of your genuine being-ness and I will be present with you for hours and perhaps a lifetime.

Talk to me about what you believe, and after about 10 minutes I will have better things to do.

Talk to me about your accomplishments from the past, and I will not be moved.

Share with me an idea and your willingness to make it real, in a way that we can accomplish together, and I will stand by your side, so intimately, that the sweat of our combined efforts will hit the ground as a single drop With devotion, I will pray that our journey together never ends.

Tell me how to be, and I promise, I will be, not that.

Allow me to be naked in your presence, and I will be with you forever.

If I open myself to you fully, how will you respond?

Naked,

Rainbow
posted by:
Rainbow Weaver
Portland
  • Re: Naked

    Thu, April 17, 2008 - 11:52 PM
    with gratitude

    thank you for this beautiful wisdom

    love light laughter and song
    Myrth
  • Re: Naked

    Tue, May 13, 2008 - 2:12 PM
    What a wonderful heartful way to waeve deeper friendships,
    as sould (blessed) be !

    ML.
    • Re: Naked

      Mon, May 19, 2008 - 12:16 PM
      *** Nude ***

      ...the ink shall flow
      as I make love to the paper;
      but there can be no solace,
      ...no never-never-land
      no happily-ever-after,
      through the scent of the flowers,
      ...the bee of my desire
      yet am ever hungry!
      the sacred tears of a dove...
      chase the sacred image beholding --
      glittery incects scampering up
      ....the branches of a nearby tree
      skittering, tittering,
      flapping in the wake
      of feathers,
      and chasing the shadows back --
      from whence they came...
  • Re: Naked

    Mon, May 19, 2008 - 5:33 PM
    This is worded beautifully! It reminds us that although we need boundaries in our lives, we need to be careful about their placement as to not cut off our own growth, be it our Earth Selves or our Star Selves - thanks for this!
  • Re: Naked

    Tue, May 20, 2008 - 11:25 PM
    A Longtime Lover Returns...

    The earth again moves beneath my feet.
    My longtime lover, returns to me once again
    In an endless cycle of fertility and form

    She writhes beneath me.... undulating in surges of energy
    Chemical processes are brought to life
    Starches begin to accept the call to transform into energy

    The underground drums to her tune
    Growing stronger... beating louder
    She cries out and a patch of crocuses appear

    She lives as always... but now in a state of awakening
    Her energy growing... expanding... reaching out as each day passes...
    Her desire is still sluggish yet the first whispers of grass emerge into the world of form.

    Soon she will begin to pulse as her magick develops
    The trees begin to swell and anticipate their annual birthing push from below
    As her energy begins to build and her desire to create life and form grows

    Unleashed she will once again yield some of her mysteries
    As she makes new bodies for trillions upon trillions of plants
    As spring migrates through another year in an endless cycle.

    Plants emerge from the sacred earth and begin to harness the sun and grow
    For soon she will be in full explosion mode
    And they must be ready

    Before long... all of nature will once again line up and help her bring about this new and unique Spring
    Ants and bees and birds will all cooperate in a courtship of infinite powers
    A vast eruption of flowers will emerge...her love expressed once again in a unique and ever changing landscape

    Her palette paints for all to see a worldwide mural of changing colors and scents
    The flowers become seeds that guarantee a continuing reality
    And creates a smorgasbord of food for all that crawl and fly and walk in the woods

    The skies fill with a symphony of sound from the life that comes forth from the land.
    She will wallow in the trough of conception and nurturing
    And all that know her will tremble at the power of her love

    Spring Returns....

    With love,

    Renard