I called out to them.
I beat the drum and sung my womb song,
so they could hear me calling.
And, their love came rushing in.
They answered in the echoes of my ancestors,
from days long before the disharmony of patriarchy set in,
way before my ancient feminine lineage was cut off
from our wild power and our cyclic visions.
They answered through the threads of wisdom
that traced all the way back to First Womyn,
singing the songs of remembrance
and feeding my blood with Light.
They answered from deep down in the Earth,
They awakened the roots of my Moon Tree.
They tickled me with aliveness and laughter,
releasing my womb into waves of ecstasy.
Something mysterious is arising,
birthing fruits of love in my cells,
weaving a luminous thread
of daughters, mothers, and grandmothers
in celebration of sisterhood instead.
In these moments of sublime sisterhood,
They teach me to see
the beauty and magnificence
that is the truth of you.
They are here in this sacred temple
in devotion to the love affair of great mystery, too! Hualani – March 2018