tender superpower

watch out world
one more heart
knows how to love

her spirit lives
in the innocence
of the heart
and in the certainty
that knows how to protect it.

this is the nature of the mature feminine.

gratitude to Awakening Women Institute for the mirror.

fungi

let me be so devoured, 
as a fungi devours the wood, 
making such beauty of my cells.

a rose colored intention

this early morning 
my sankalpa came 
on a rose colored cloud...


Surrender fearful planning 
and "not doing enough" 

to spontaneous presence.

be fully capable 
of response and receptivity.

Peony Practice 101

 

womb feels drenched
filling with blood
(and I am way beyond my bleeding years.....)
softening.

The practice
is to bring attention to the inside
as the breath.

may I be one with the breath
without expectation
may I feel what is there
where breath touches.

 I feel ready 
to find my way
 in.

I follow the sound of hreem
through the dark
seeing women's faces 
saturated in a hunger that has turned to ugliness
feeling ages of wombs 
being used from the outside.


Breath touches the womb 
of a 6 year old, 
of a mother of three 
of a sensual woman.

Longing for more of Her Touch.

Patient Peony Practice.....
patiently practicing being peony



all the kitchen drawers and cabinet doors are hanging open, 
a sure sign I am softening 
keeping constant order seems not to matter any longer. 


Peony Practice is a practice re-created and shared by Chameli Ardagh, www.awakeningwomen.com

the heart of the flower

oh, She was playing with me big time.
practically, really practically
and as always
 with an eye for Beauty and Wonder.

She moved me through the house.
cleaning and making space.

I take a dahlia off the altar 
 strewing its petals on the porch
and I see, 
beneath all those multitude of petals,
are more.

petals that held the petals

it is like a whole other flower
once the petals
fall.

and,

of course I am moved to share this picture with you
and since I dropped my camera, the focus no longer works
and since I bought a new one, maybe too fast without getting a feel for it in my hands, 
I am avoiding learning to use it.

I try
and it slips in my hands,
my fingers push buttons that I don't even know what they mean,
and I am still in my pajamas
and and and

it seems to me that she is saying 
it is time to learn this new camera.


The Beauty and Order of the Inside has been revealed through the heart of the Dahlia.

I will follow her lead
I want to go to bliss
and she wants to take me,
 practically,
 into focus.