Thunder Chief carries the Cradleboard of downy clouds of my Soul across the Sky Grandmothers and through Cloud People 

then I am lovingly placed upon the back of the Condor 

who flies me into the belly of the Mother, into the Womb of Life 

to be born on this Earthwalk

so much sorrow and regret, the grating left from the fireplace 

a log rolled out, house in flames, babies died 

we do not need to make reparations forever 

we do not need to remain in the hell realms for this mistake 

Arise, Daughter of Moon and Water 

to fulfill the prophecy of this night, of this day 

Arise, Daughter of Peace

my belly heavy with Christ child 

my Heart light with Christ child 

this is the way I come into Completion, one moment at a time

the greater the Bliss, the greater the Magnetic Field generated

the spin of the Light Body that magnetizes all my desires

bring it to me 

the Masculine is electric, the Feminine is magnetic

Magdalena, you wept for your Beloved when the tomb was empty 

already Resurrected, and you joined together for all eternity 

in the Light Realms in these ways, never separate

and now my Beloved has Resurrected too

steady, steady in the Prayer as karmas unwind

we keep The Way open with the Prayer, with the spinning Chrysalis 

we keep The Way open by offering up blame and shame 

hurt feelings and anger, so we can stay soft 

we keep The Way open for passion, even if it means more grief 

letting go of suffering structures of positionality, the I don’t understand

music and dance, pulsations of light, are so helpful 

to break the crab shell of my Heart so I can feel once again

photo this episode by SailorJohn

I liberate the suffering of the third dimension and the emotional body

offering offering offering, nectaring up

becoming the yes through my devotion

manifestation of my highest destiny despite all appearances

beyond my human understanding

the Magi did not come in the snow 

they came through the desert with camels 

that is why I love the soft-footed humpbacked ones 

who eat the hat right off your head 

and kiss your face with soft wavy lips 

the Golden Sands are just Stone People all ground up by time and wind

masculine Solar and feminine Lunar principles 

consort twin as he is mine, above ground and below 

download of Infinity and sacred postures, all posture is Mudra