worldly wild women

Women hold a vocabulary

For joy in their mouths like

A field of lavender and bee bellies

Buzzing a hum back into the earth. 

© Liza Wolff-Francis 2018 

June 5 penumbral lunar eclipse & Sagittarius full moon

To wake up each morning filled with such gratitude. Expressing heart felt and soul defining grateful appreciation. Washed in the grace of my own joy and happiness. 

To keep my attention directed and focused here. However dismayed, disgruntled, disjointed the wobble of the world is. 

To accept everything is alright. All is as it should be. In the rumble and rabble of pieces falling into place. 

Reflection. Revelation. Revolution. As the world turns and we spin along.

*Liza Wolff-Francis (Albuquerque, NM) is a poet and writer with an M.F.A. in Creative Writing from Goddard College. She has a chapbook called Language of Crossing (Swimming with Elephants Publications) which is a collection of poems about the Mexico-U.S. border.

sing a new life into being

The New World Order that the conspiracy theorists fear is a shadow of the glorious possibility available to sovereign beings. No longer the vassals of fear, we can bring order to the kingdom and build an intentional society on the love already shining through the cracks of the world of separation. ~ Charles Eisenstein, The Coronation

These past few months have sequestered us in isolation, given us the gift of time, and allowed us to reconsider our priorities. 

By interrupting lives, systems and patterns are revealed, habits and direction can be reviewed - what was consuming compulsion could evolve into conscious choice.

The act of keeping us home offers changes to our habitual thinking, feeling and doing. We can reignite old flames or kindle new fires. As step away from the heat o one another and the rush of spinning wheels.

Climate changes have eased up and nature has reclaimed much lost to human interference and abuse. We can shift and adapt too - flow together and around each other. Merge and mingle as we trade ideas and allow ourselves to be awed and amazed.

Staving off grasping greed and oversized cravings with gentler and more tender love and connection. Compassionate give and take in relationship, family and community. Returning to natural rhythms that are more honoring and respectful.

Returning the sacred in our daily doings with care and ceremony. Burn away pretentions and pomp to reveal our true essence and original being.

As smoke clears, as sludge falls away, what shows up are the mirrors we all are to each other. May we walk in beauty in this sacred way each and every day.