Silenced

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Words stolen from my throat before my mouth gives them shape and purpose

Volumptous thoughts sucked dry of all of their sweet volume like withered grapes on the vine

Black storm clouds ripple my calm waters, sending me reeling with frustration

Being asked to be less

Say less

Need less

Take less space

I am twisted, muted, and bound inside myself

Trying to survive loving you

With your barbed wire, landmines, arrows, blades, and poisons

Maybe one day you’ll stop listening to your own voice long enough to hear mine

Or all you will hear is the silence that signifies my absence

-gws

Wildness

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Run unabashed though the tall grass

The wind tossing your wild hair in all directions

And brambles tearing at your hems

Laugh from deep in your belly

With your mouth wide open

And your head thrown back

Let starlight be the catchlights of your eyes

While the moon kisses your skin with dew

And soft, turned soil the carpet under your feet

Rage like a bolt of lightening from a black sky

And let your fury be quenched in the soft, summer rain of your tears

Love so deeply and completely that fingerprints are left on your soul

Dance to the drumbeat of your heart

Sing the song you have been carrying within you your whole life

And don’t give a single damn who hears you

Write your story with its angsty-teen-superhero, rom-com, horror film moments,

Coming of ages and chapter endings

Paint your canvas in all the vivid colors of your joy

And all of the pastels of your sorrows

Close your eyes and hum your gratitude for being who you are

And exactly who you are supposed to be

-gws

Force of Nature

I am made of witchy fire and Goddess light

I dance with fairies and sing down the rain

My soul grows wild with roses, sandalwood and sage

I am the storm and the calm

I am the raging wildfire and the tumultuous ocean

I am the sweet-smelling meadow and the forest cathedral

I am rooted in soft, sweet earth

I am dancing with twinkling starlight

I am the chasing wind in the trees

I am a cherished daughter of the Universe

I am a force of nature

-gws

I Statements

An “I-statement” focuses on your own feelings and experiences. It does not focus on your perspective of what the other person has done or failed to do.

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I am human

  • a woman
  • a daughter
  • a wife
  • a mother
  • a lover
  • a caregiver
  • a nurturer
  • a provider

I am exhausted

  • hurt
  • angry
  • uncomfortable
  • scared
  • doing my best

I have a right to say no

  • to dislike something
  • to ask for what I want or need
  • to not be diminished or dismissed
  • to not be belittled
  • to rest when I need to
  • to prioritize myself
  • to have and respectfully express my own feelings out loud
  • to no be held accountable for offenses committed by others

I am not harming others when I am being my authentic self

  • not diminishing others when I speak my truth
  • not taking from others when I give to myself
  • not dishonoring others when I honor myself

I am an ally not an enemy

  • a partner not a villain
  • a friend not a foe
  • a person not an emotional punching bag

I do not want to be a vessel for holding pain that is not my own

  • a stand-in or effigy
  • punished for past wrongs
  • held responsible for things I didn’t actually do

I need to be treated respectfully

  • spoken to respectfully
  • listened to respectfully
  • touched respectfully
  • seen as I am, and not as I’m imagined to be

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Transmutation

I spill ink in controlled rivulets across an unstained page, setting down with curves and flourishes the tangled, unintelligible, intangible emotional illiteracies of my mind now transmuted into words and phrases, provoked into life, and now chained irrevocably into place by pen, hand, and mind.

-gws

When I Feel Small

When I feel small and vulnerable, I turn to that which is wondrous and vast, and remember I am Her daughter and in Her care.

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Spirit Well

Diving deep into the spirit well

Pulling deeply from the stillness there

Submerged in the star womb of the loving Mother

Surrendering my struggles into her loving arms

Hearing her lullaby whispering gently to me, “Be at peace.

You will fight again tomorrow, but for today, rest with me.”

-GWS

Not Constrained

I am not constrained by your definition of me.

I am defined by my own limitless imagination.

I have magic in my blood and music on my skin.

I dance to the rhythms of the wind under billions of pinpoint stars.

My truth is divinely written as I journey in this body made of stardust and light.

-gws