Category: Beloved

The Cosmic Womb is Birthing Us

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The Cosmic Womb is BIRTHING Us.

The BELOVED has seeded us, and we are so very fertile now… We are ripe with the fruit of our own Longing and Union. Such divine births are continuously coming Now….

We in turn are birthing all our own creations… We are midwives to ONE another Now…. and to many more.

WE ARE BIRTHING HER, each of us, through us.

I am the one who Loves to Love… We are all HER…… and Becoming Her In Our Own Fullness….more with every divine moment.

Her Cosmic Womb Calls Us……

We are all hearing and expressing HER in our own unique and potent ways….. SHE CALLS. We Listen and Answer… We Express HER through US.

We CREATE….. We bring Heaven to a New Earth.

“As Above So Below.” SHE IS WE.

~ DeAnne Wolfgram

She rose with the dawn

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She rose with the dawn
sprinkling rose water on her unbound hair
she slipped outdoors on bare feet
well, who would wear shoes
while bare-naked anyway.
That moment when night pauses
and day appears
when the earth is holding the in-breath
before breathing out a new day upon us
it called to her, that pause.
The veil is thin between the worlds
and if you are careful and still
you will see them for a moment
those who have moved on
those who walk at your side
those who guide and protect
She wanted that, this morning
not just the knowing she carries with her
but the seeing of those who came before
those who surround her
upholding her every movement
her reaching out to those who come to her.
The day would require energies from her
many would sit at her feet
claiming the grace and beauty
that flows so boundlessly from her.
For now, she stood naked under the sky
as their form took shape in that
early morning light.
We are with you, they whispered
We love and cherish you, they smiled.
As the earth released her breath
she too breathed out and
raising her hands to the sky
with hands and heart wide open
she drank in the strength that she
needed to move through
this day, this life
“I am ready” she cried out
and the light shone upon her
in blessing and power.

~ Joss Burnel
a Poem of DeAnne  ~ January 3, 2014

My beloved sacred friend Joss Burnel, Crowing Crone Woman of Wisdom gifted me with this gorgeous poem.  We had shared intimate conversations, hopes, dreams, longings, prayers, awareness and awakenings together with our core circle of women.  And, from just those first few days together, SHE connected to me across the seas from her home in France and honored me with this verse.

Joss, you know my heart and soul. You know that you have my deepest thanks and eternal friendship. I love you so. You are “She Who Walks in Beauty.” What a gift you are.
Namaste Beloved. Namaste _/\_ xo  Love Always, DeAnne

I’ll Stand By You

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I awoke this morning with this song playing over…. and over… and over… again inside me… “I’ll Stand By You.”

I began to hear it as the Beloved singing to me, for me.
LISTEN.  Imagine the Divine conveying every word and each feeling just for You. ❤

That, that is how unconditionally we are truly loved. Wow…. I will be walking through the world today feeling that Truth more deeply. Love to you all, D*

Oh, why you look so sad?
Tears are in your eyes
Come on and come to me now
Don’t be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
’cause I’ve seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don’t know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less

I’ll stand by you
I’ll stand by you
Won’t let nobody hurt you
I’ll stand by you

So if you’re mad, get mad
Don’t hold it all inside
Come on and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide?
I get angry too
Well I’m a lot like you
When you’re standing at the crossroads
And don’t know which path to choose
Let me come along
’cause even if you’re wrong

I’ll stand by you
I’ll stand by you
Won’t let nobody hurt you
I’ll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I’ll never desert you
I’ll stand by you

And when…
When the night falls on you, baby
You’re feeling all alone
You won’t be on your own

I’ll stand by you
I’ll stand by you
Won’t let nobody hurt you

I’ll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
And I’ll never desert you
I’ll stand by you
I’ll stand by you
Won’t let nobody hurt you
I’ll stand by you
Won’t let nobody hurt you
I’ll stand by you

~ The Pretenders

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BD7zvRgr58U

Infinite Timeless Dance

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I feel that same timeless scene arriving …..

I see the woman who gracefully shapeshifts from joyful child to wise crone to maiden and mother and back again, morphing into any age and stage she wishes with ease. She owns them all. Dance.Night.Dark&LightThey are all alive inside her now. In that dance through the forest of earthen mists, the white and black, the dark and light swirl in blessed honoring union. They dance together in and out forming an infinite figure eight. The light curves into the dark and the dark curves back into the light with equal reverence and ease. Blending, merging, dancing ~ all in infinite harmonized balance.

What ease and freedom of Self live there.

In that state of Being, we can be and choose any expression of Self in any moment.
We are the timeless one, dancing without care.

We know who we are there.
I love who I feel there.

Beloveds ~ We are the Sacred Union of dark and light. OO

Dance.  Savor the reverence of your timeless dance.

Beloved One

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Beloved One,
Living Light,
Spirit of All That Is,
we give thanks.
Thank you for welcoming us
to this sacred circle.

We come from everywhere,
and we find you wherever we are:
inside the holy houses of each of the world’s faiths,
and out in the wild places of the earth;
shoulder to shoulder in the mosque,
bending to press our hearts to the ground in surrender;
in the haunting Hebrew melodies of our ancestors
as we call on the Shekinah to infuse us
with her indwelling feminine spirit;
in the communion bread and wine,
which we take in remembrance
of the Prince of Peace.

We hear your voice joining with ours when we chant the Divine Names
in Sanskrit and Tibetan, Tiwa and Maya and Maori.
We meet you high on alpine trails,
where we stop to rest among fragrant wild herbs,
beside a stream rushing with melted snow.
We feel you holding us when we float in the arms of the ocean
and she sways us with her breath.
We kiss you when we are making love;
we mourn you when an elder releases her final exhalation;
we soothe you when we rock a tired child in our arms. 

We look for you in the pulsating emptiness,
search for your true form in the heart of formlessness,
unexpectedly recognize you when we give up and turn away.
You shine through the ecstatic stanzas of the poets and mystics,
each one singing your praises in a different language.
You well up in our aching hearts
when we cry out for the pain of the world.

You are the call to justice,
and the answering response of mercy.
You are in the wounding of the earth
and you are the only hope for mending her.

Oh Great Spirit,
Father-Mother God,
True Self and No-Self,
Invisible animating energy of Life:
We claim our place at your table
and find ourselves home at last.
Here may we eat and be filled,
drink and become unbridled,
lay down our burdens and take refuge,
drop into your sacred silence and remember.
And let us take this remembrance back out into our lives,
That we may truly be of service
in this broken and beautiful world.

AMEN.

~ Mirabai Starr

(Opening interspiritual invocation
delivered by Mirabai Starr at the
Sounds True Wake Up Festival,
August 14 – 19, 2013,
Estes Park, Colorado.)

image: “A Moment of Oneness”, DeAnne Wolfgram 2007
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Thanks to Joss Burnel, Crowing Crone Woman of Wisdom for inspiring the sharing of this message today.

— with DeAnne Wolfgram