being fed by moon light my life reflects her wonder rolling through the night sky seen and unseen self illuminating bodies still exist in the world they shine through the branches under the canopy below the radar of those who sleep speaking a light language which would you choose? words fail in the brilliance of love's true voice.
I can see the women
connected beyond a doubt
in love nothing missing fullness more than enough for the daughters for the sons for the men what would it take to see it again now, here in this place? women have to have their own place to remember to release to receive to remember to receive. women's depth is lit by the moon her day lit by the sun. in the depth she finds the wholeness to bring forth what women would do if they never doubted where the moon lay before receiving and reflecting the light of the sun.
inspired by Julie M Daley's guiding moon speak
and the full moon in taurus kissed by venus
november 7 2014
I write
or
I paint
or garden.
I take walks and am glad to be here. Lately I knit, a lot. I am the mother of three generously loving young men. Life has turned me inside out and I trust it to take me all the way. I am happy to be woman as Sister, Mother, and Beloved. My name is Barbara Heile.