by Jackie Morris
Monday, 22 February 2010
Sunday, 21 February 2010
To my Arctic Sisters
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The time for me spent with you all was precious and powerful
where we were mirrored in the land.
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Where the stars at our feet were light when I fell deep
I feared I would drown in their softness.
Where the white was not white but reflected the rainbow.
Where Spruce trees as black stars
reaching up to twinkling eyes,
draws life from deep in the earth.
Where the sleeping bear dreams
a laugh that rumbled deep in our bellies.
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Where I could feel thunder crack of ice
as my feet dared to walk naked and bare,
Upon black waters hiding silver flares
and black wings that sliced the blue sky.
Where the stillness held my grief and gave eternity to joy.
Where as I embraced the cold that cut
I connected to our brightest golden star.
Where I fell into a Vast Love.
silver fox
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Friday, 12 February 2010
Land of the Bear Jan~Feb 2010
Spruce
The breadth of space and
The depth of the Earth
Stream through the eye of the needle
The secret of living
Penetrate each other and below
And create life
The meeting is perfect.
If you look at Spruce from directly above, the star-shaped patterns of the branches will remind you of a snowflake...The power of the Spruce is there to facilitate the creative act between Heaven and Earth. Spruce is an important antenna for the cosmic forces. The Earth catches these forces with the help of trees, and mirrors the harmony of the universe and the music of the spheres deep into the crystalline structures of the rocks, among other places" The Tree Angel Oracle by F Hageneder & A Heng.
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