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The level of culture

On the spiritual and cultural level, traditional matriarchal societies do not have religions based on a God who is invisible, untouchable, and incomprehensible -- but omnipotent -- and in contrast to whom the world is devalued a

Imagine you are walking in the woods and you see a dog sitting by a tree. As you approach it, it suddenly lunges at you, teeth bared. You are frightened and angry. But then you notice that one of its legs is caught in a trap. Immediately your mood

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Rivers of Belief

Take me back to the rivers of belief

Take me back to the rivers of belief

my friend

I look inside my heart

I loke inside my soul

I promise you

I will return

I

Grief is unpredictable, it comes in stages,
in the blink of an eye, our whole world changes.
To deal with the loss, we search for a way,
to help us get through, each harrowing day.

Denial, the first stage, is one of disbelief,
we have no idea, how to dea

I am a creature of the Fey

I am a creature of the Fey
Prepare to give your soul away
My spell is passion and it is art
My song can bind a human heart
And if you chance to know my face
My hold shall be your last embrace.

I shall be thy lover...

I am unl

Owls are mostly nocturnal and so the realm of darkness and night is their usual domain. This is the place of mystery, ancient wisdom and the unknown.
Owls in folklore are also connected with the moon, which is a symbol of the feminine and fertility,

"Piglet?" said Pooh.
"Yes?" said Piglet.

"I'm scared," said Pooh.
For a moment, there was silence.

"Would you like to talk about it?" asked Piglet, when Pooh didn't appear to be saying anything further.

"I'm just so scared," blurted out Pooh.

"So

I am my mother's savage daughter
The one who runs barefoot

She looks for her omens
In the colors of stones
In the faces of cats
In the dancing of fire
In the curve of old bones

She sings heathеn songs
By the light of the moon
And dreams she can reac

~WHO KNOWS WHAT I'M ON ABOUT WITH THIS~

WARNING CONTAINS LOW COURSE LANGUAGE IN VENTING FORMAT:....


Every time I promise myself that I will work on people not controlling my actions, I always end up being looked at as if Im making a scene to someo

CLOSING CYCLES: 2022

One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.

Closing cycles, shutting doors, endi

Patience visited me
And it reminded me
That good things take time to come to fruition
And grow slowly with stability

Peace visited me
And it reminded me
That I may remain calm through the storms of life
Regardless of the chaos surrounding me

Ho

WHEN WE’RE OLDER

When we’re older,
let’s meet every Sunday at 4,
in that cute little cafe we love.
Let’s laugh at our foibles,
our mishaps and then,
release our mistakes to above.

We can share our new wrinkles,
each hair that’s turned grey,
and

Art by Shelly Penko

"You cannot lose real friends.
You just can’t.
They won’t go, no matter how hard you push them away when you are not yourself.
They will wait
and wait
and wait,
until they see a tiny glimmer of your light breaking through
and

They have come for us
We who are female
We who bleed
They are trying to pull us backwards
To a time where their hatred of us was open
Where they controlled all of what we said and did
Their patriarchy perpetuates itself through their churches

WA

In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other:

“Do you believe in life after delivery?” The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”

“Non

Don't leave anything for later.
Later, the coffee gets cold.
Later, you lose interest.
Later, the day turns into night.
Later, people grow up.
Later, people grow old.
Later, life goes by.
Later, you regret not doing something...
When you had the cha

Let’s never be “out of the woods”

"I feel a little alarmed when it happens that I have walked a mile into the woods bodily, without getting there in spirit. I would fain forget all my morning’s occupation—my obligations to society. But sometimes i

Fear can accumulate in our body, causing stress and tension. Rest is a precondition for healing. When animals in the forest get wounded, they find a place to lie down, and they rest completely for many days. They don’t think about food or anything

THE UNINVITED FRIEND

I have an uninvited friend.
She came to my door last night, again, and I almost pretended to be out.
But it was too late, she saw me peering through the blinds and she can sense my energy anyway.
I let my friend in and she w

The Wind And The Leaves
by George Cooper

Art by Maja Lindberg

"Come, little leaves," said the wind one day.
"Come o'er the meadows with me, and play'
Put on your dress of red and gold,—
Summer is gone, and the days grow cold."

Soon as the leaves h