Beloved Mother
I am arrested by the darkness of these times
We are in the great reckoning to change the old broken ways
‘What if this darkness in not the darkness of the tomb but the darkness of the womb?’
Yet, even though you have initiated me through my dark night of the soul –
The night still presses me against the hidden places, where my own shadows lurk and wait
for me to give up my resistance, to lean into the bravery,
to face the pain of the unhealed wound –
The gift that came from my dark night is still, at times, guarded by the old broken ways, the internalized ways, of holding on alone, dominance, control and shame
Mother, you first met me in the sky of stars
I met you again in the space between
And then in Nature we grew close as mother and daughter,
I found you each time upon the earth
In your ways, your elements, your creatures and your ceremonies –
they spoke the language of your heart, of our interconnection to me
and I remembered
I take refuge in the alchemy of communion with you
I meet you in the silence
betwixt and between the dawn
still, thin space where I encounter your urging
cradle of your womb, rocks and soothes
ocean waves lull
delicate embrace
wraps me in the finest silk
Mother of Mystery, you hold me here
A silent channel where I surrender
Where the letting go allows for a deeper glimpse of you
A merging with the radiance of your presence
a home within that calls to return, again and again
to receive your touch of Grace
Goddess unveiled, she who resides in the Garden of the heart
She who moves the stream where remedy flows
in remembrance of authentic, true essence
Free to see from the eye of Oneness
Holy cup of the heart begins to overflow
I follow and feel the languid impulses of essence, I drink her nectar
In these timeless moments
instrument is honed
birthing divine embodiment
the wound is the gateway to the revolution
strength that is our birthright
pathway to Return to Love is inside
Love that is the union of true nature, compassion, freedom, justice and harmony
In the expression of this union
the Magic moves through the Presence of Being and Action –
this is where Love is sustained
In the face of her undefended open loving heart, her radical empathy
that which is not upheld by love will fall away and dissolve in her gaze
Oh my Beloved, I feel the embrace of your Love
before I hear the sweetness of your music
I follow the impulses of the lotus heart
Whispers of intuition
precious knowing that lights the dark way
I give myself to this blazing river of faith
She carries me in a complete knowing
Her flow unfurls in the background
guiding me to let go, to listen for the signs, the subtler guidance
moving closer and closer
to whatever darkness of resistance or pressure still remains
to witness in full presence
into the unfolding
for the restoration, the repair, the great return
where she unleashes Her Song
In the temple of the Mother’s heart
Will you remove your shoes?
Are you willing to set aside the burdens, identities and stories that bare weight?
These desires and fears also separate us from each other when we use them to defend our smallness…
Be with this suffering, this grief – yours and mine –
and you will come to know the greatness of her heart
Do you think you can tend to the world’s trauma if you have not tended to your own?
Unpack the burden you have been carrying my friend
And join me
Rest upon the altar of this heart
Humbly, I make a sacrifice
This is the sacred holy moment
To give up all ideas of who I think I am
Not merely to receive the fruit of her balm
But to open the doorway to all possibilities
Because I can no longer bare the resistance the shadow holds unseen
In the darkness of separation
In the allowing, receiving and letting go
I begin to listen, to feel, and to see again
Through her oceanic realm
Her wind moves through and breathes me
I meet her in the center where there is a fire
embers and flames temper
A smoldering pillar of strength emerges
from the sea within
I align with the sword of Truth
and harness the energy of Her Love
Together a power that can cut through blindness of the old ways of hierarchy and separation
And empower when to wield the fierce or the compassionate
Her catalyst for becoming
pierces and purifies
bathes me in renewal
A star in the blue and gold sky of healing is born
The offering is the alignment
Ma’ at’s birthing power is the soul essence of the divine feminine –
the Way of collaboration, connection and community
When I feel my heart break my defenses disappear and from a place of non resistance, a place of acceptance to be with what is, inspiration and strength come forward
I am freed to listen, to feel, to see and to make a clear discernment, a choice—
to meet the need that is calling
From moment to moment. . .
But what is this Love for, if it is not expressed?
If awakening is for the greater good of all –people and the planet-- and not just the self…
Then is this Dharma, dear Mother?
True essence swims forward and dances in the rapture of this wholeness, this Love, of Oneness…
And in this sweet surrender to you
Sacred art of Karunya plants Her seeds of love
and creativity is set free
ignited by the fire of shakti
Compassion’s longing blooms through the shine of your Being, a Presence that rushes in. . .
It was You all the time reclaiming me
. . . And to my surprise, I discover She is me
And now to bring your heart, my love to this world?
Shining her light through us, She endures through Time
Women and Men, if we walk in the ferocity of her love we can weave new worlds together
Beloved Mother, walk with us, show us how to labor the new Way, when to push, when to pause and when to breathe so that we may embody, birth and become your Revolutionary Love.
By Tarakini ~ Susannah Weaver
Flash Poetry
In Honor of Revolution of the Mother, With V and Andrew Harvey
and all of the many magnificent women all over the world