
Hello friends!
Lots of love and blessings to you. Today this episode I share a poem to honor the deep magic of the healers of Asian descent that were murdered a few weeks ago. It is time to press our bodies against Mama earth herself now. Long enough to release and transform outdated systems of hate and harm and hurt and step up into the ones that share the conscious understanding that we all deserve to live, to breathe, to drink water, to be. That you can be magic too. Open yourself to the whispers of Mama Earth and she will help you tend and breathe your pain through so you can be kind and compassionate. You can do this.
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Death knows and life creates – Stories of the In Between
Gentle rage, fierce compassion
poem by Adrienne Ero-Phillips
Gentle rage
Fierce compassion
They were healers
These women
Connections to persecution of millenia
The human that had inner wounds
Having a bad day and needing a place to insert his harm
Trying to get it out of his body and into another
A healer’s body
A vessel so deep and wide
So magical that she is able to transmute
The most grotesque insertion of humanity
Into her and she can transform it
Her hands so sparkly, her pussy so deep
That it touches the center of the molten lava earth
Heart so wide as the ocean and the stars
Her ability to do magic so vast
That he knows to go to her
She helps him feel better
She helps to transmute his unconsciousness
He actions unconscious
Murderous persecutions of the most healing
The healers that alchemize
From the lands of greatest magic
The Asiatic knowings of magic are thousands of years deep
All of humanity knows to look to those of Asian descent
For the depths of magical healing with plants, techniques
The witches with the most wisdom of energetic technologies
Through hands
Through hearts
Through portals
You CAN NOT insert yourself unconsciously anymore
You have no right to take away the breath of healers
You must grow and learn how to insert
These millenia-old wounds of harm, of self, healers, and earth
Straight into the earth now
Wake up to her
The earth as she can hold your weeping
You hurt
She can alchemize your centuries-old twisted knots
Energy of jealousy of creation
She can teach you how to love the most unlovable parts of yourself
Wake up and allow her teach you
Listen to the whispers
Listen to the quiet yearning of your center
Your hara / womb space
She is a vessel of creation
You have no right
You have no permission
No more no more no more
It is time to wake up to the subtle energies
These women held
These women hold
These witches can teach you now
If you are humble enough to cry
Cry on earth’s bosom ear and heart and lingum pressed on the earth
Release your hurt and harm and twisted energies straight into the earth now
Honor her and let her live her life
She deserves her life
You have no right to take the breath away
Are you God?
Do you think you are?
If you think you are, than you already know that it is kindness that makes the world go round
That God is in each being
What if you learned to envelop the twisted hurt inside you with kindness?
Could you learn to alchemize it within yourself?
Could you be a vessel of aligned action?
Lighting up your own heart with an awakening of forgiveness and compassion
I get it
It is not easy to forgive yourself, your ancestors for centuries of energetic knots
Because you have to admit that they are indeed energetic knots, that your ancestors harmed, killed, that these ways still torment the world
But I know you can
I believe in you
Be grateful towards yourself for your attempt
Attempting to be kind to yourself
It will awaken magic in you
You too can have access to this womb / hara magic
You saw it in her
You are attracted to her energy because she is Goddess incarnate
She knows how to take your twisted energy and smooth it out
She is a healer, a witch
Healing with her hands, her heart, her pussy portal
She is Goddess herself
Respect her
You already love her
Release the twisted knots of jealousy
And know that you can access this by lying down
Hugging the great mother’s bosom, drinking her sweet maple syrup
Grounding you to her
Respect her
She holds you
Respect her
She hold you
Respect her
She holds you

Kindness and compassion are the most advanced human technologies.
Honor yourself with kindness and compassion.
Honor others with kindness and compassion.
Lots of gratitude.
Beautiful prose! thank you!
That is the most beautiful thing I have ever read thus far. Thank you for sharing. ❤
Beautiful! I love the way you expand your title into a real possibility for all of us.