Reclaiming My Power
by Lady Rose
My body has been bruised, misused, and neglected.
My body has been shared, caressed, and served me well.
My body ages with time, scarred and often aches.
My heart has been broken and my words twisted.
My feelings have been stomped and thoughts betrayed.
My heart has trusted, loved and been loved in return.
My time has been wasted, stolen and slips away.
My energy has been drained, misdirected and misguided.
My time has been enjoyed and my energy shared, creative and healing.
I can share my body, heart and mind, and even my time.
But my power is my own, if I give it away then all is lost.
By reclaiming my power, my soul is whole.
My soul empowered life unfolds as it should.
Meaning and balance can be found within the chaos.
My body, heart and mind are renewed, and can be joyfully shared.
So mote it be.
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Note: this poem was in my head when I woke up one morning just before our trip to Womon Gathering 2007, my heart, mind, and spirit were focused on the event and beginning the Pilgrimage Back To Myself.
(poem cross posted on Diet Pulpit and Stir the Cauldron)
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By Ron on Nov 12, 2008 |
That is so beautiful. I hope you don’t mind but I printed it out and put it in my journal.
Thanks for sharing that.
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By Mama Kelly on Nov 12, 2008 |
Hi Ron
I know without even having to ask Lady Rose that she would in no way mind you using this piece in your own journalling work.
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