Channeling Paloma of the Here and Now
Arms spread wide, black hair flowing out, I stand with my back against Paloma, her arms around me. I can feel her heart beating.
Black flames race out from her fingertips encircling us, encircling the whole world.
I stand. I wait. I feel Her power.
I repeat the words:
You are not your paintings.
You are not your work.
You are Divine.
You are Goddess.
Embrace the One-ness
Embrace the One-ness.
And I smile and feel my shoulders relax, a weight has lifted. I breathe in the morning.
I can do it. You can too. Whatever is making you miserable and bringing you down, know that you too will get though this.
Paloma lifts me up onto a stone ledge so that I am facing her. We are in a Cretan Cave of Red Bulls.* I place my hands upon red imprints of other hands on the cave walls feeling Herstory within me.
Like a jackal I howl; a thin, mournful sound that echoes back at me increasing in depth until it blends with my heartbeat.
Then we laugh, our teeth bared and shining...the Moon beckons and we go.
Shrine at Catal Huyuk, end of 7th millenium, B.C. ~ Sketch by Kathy Crabbe
*Reference: See Marija Gimbutas book, The Language of the Goddess for more info about the ancient European Goddess-oriented civilizations that lived in peace and harmony with nature.
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