Goddess Inspired Writing and Poetry

[L. Love]

I thought as Xena had shared some poetry earlier, I thought it might be nice for others here to share Goddess inspired writings of their own.  I hope that is ok dearest Xena?

I wander through the mists of time....glimpses of another life, another person. The mist lies as a gossamer covering over the land...time is all one here in this place...time and space come together.
The cool damp grass beneath my feet soothing and refreshing as memories stir of different places and lives beyond this one. My heart stirs in recognition of the ancient peoples I have been and known...danced with around thier cermonial fires...faces painted a myriad colours.
I see wives, husbands, children, siblings. Family of the ages. I am and always have been. My journey continues as those who share it finish thiers at varying times on the road.
I glance out to sea and look upon the shimmering buildings...glistening with gold and amethyst and rainbows of gemstones. Light plays upon the faces of the people inhabiting this place and light plays on the shapes unfamiliar and the colours I have no words for.
I wander through the mists of time...glimpses of who I am.

 

As I stand naked and bare, light swirls around me and through me, sparkles of gems twinkle and shine, caught at minute points in time as the Light hits them.
The energy lifts me upwards, ever upwards and spiralling as the light continues to caress and hold me in its wake. Light from the heavens, divine and magical. I am held within the gaze of the Universe, bare and open for all to see.
Whole complete and at peace........

L. Carroll 2011

 

[Zephonith Serpent Woman]

Oh, sis, please just go ahead and post :) ~ the more the merrier!!!

[L. Love]

Thank you dearest :)

Here is another piece I wrote....

The Journey

The wind blows,
the rain falls.
Coats pulled together
to keep out the cold.
Heads down,
rushing about.
Grey people
in a grey street
in a grey city.
All moving 
in the one direction.
No one sees
the others.
And yet one,
walks 
in the opposing direction.
Held head high.
Wind pulling at her hair,
rain forming tears
down her cheeks.
Hair matted and strewn
across her shoulders.
Her back straight
and her eyes wide open.
She sees all.
She hears all.
The wind blowing
away all the cobwebs
gathered in the attic of her mind.
She gets jostled and bumped.
Yet she continues on her path.
Held held high.
Strong, couragous.
Going against the flow
of the sheep before her.
Following her own path,
her journey.

L.Carroll 2011

[L. Love]

FEAR
The dark all encompassing -
Never moving, never shifting.
It permeated every cell
every breath.
She could feel the dark consume her
as flames consume dry wood.
She cried out - no sound.
She tried to move
but she was held still.
She looked at the images
flashing before her.

She recognised the faces
the things she saw
with a distant recognition.
She watched as one by one
the things she had done to hurt
things she had said to maim
Were shown her.
Silent tears fell down her cheek
as she realised
this was her doing.
All those she had hurt.
none more than herself.
Self destruction in itself
was her saviour,
her hiding place.
She saw demons and horrors
to face them head on.
In silence, alone and in the dark.
Gradually the images slowed
the pain etched on her face.
She vowed silently to make amends
To honour those memories
for they too are a part of her,
who she is.
And she vowed to make her peace.
Slowly, slowly she could see
motes of dust...
is that a glimmer of light?
When she stood there naked, bare, exposed
with all her demons faced
There was nothing else for her to do
or no place for her to go
except into the light.
Now she had lived in the dark
she could recognise the light.
Gradually the light grew stronger
until it hurt her eyes.
Yes she felt shame.
Yes she felt pain.
And yes she had faced it all.
She felt the light warm her skin
She felt it permeate her soul
Healing and soothing.
She felt the shame still
and wore it like a warrior
shows thier scars.
The hurt is there
The shame is there but
now she stands in the light
One half in shadow
one half in light.
The duality of her soul
Now complete
Now joined and now whole.
To see the light and truth
We have to face the darkness
and the fear.
We have to redress the balance and
heal the pain
of ourselves and those we hurt.

© L. Carroll

[L. Love]

Do you think it is possible for time to stand still?  Do you think it is possible to see beyond living things, to extend your senses?  I’d like to show you my garden and you see if you can see it too.

 

As I sit on the bench, I can feel the wooden planks under me and feel the roughness of the ornate iron work.  As I rub my hand over the roundness of the arm rest, my hand can feel the pitting of the rust that slowly over time, eats away at the metal.  It creeps slowly, consuming and covering, leaving an orange tint on the metallic arm.

From my seat, I look out into the garden.  My dog Tiny is running around my feet excitedly, watching the birds flying overhead.  The next thing my eyes are drawn to is the rustic gate and arch leading into the main part of the garden, the living part.

There is a stone path forming a cross and around this cross is a circle broken into four quarters.  There are plants in these quarters.  The first one has small little delicate pink star-shaped flowers that sit right on the edge of the branches, almost like they are reaching up to heaven or smiling up at the sky.  They look so small and yet en masse, they bring a smile to my face with their playfulness and jollity.

Next to these is one of my favourite plants and I am convinced the Creator was in a great mood when he/she made these.  Lavender.  They form little blue/grey clumps and when you brush past them, the scent makes you feel you belong in a different place, like you are no longer of this world.  It is such a well known scent that I am tempted not to go into detail but my passion for this plant makes me feel bad if I don’t.  The tender spikes of flowers that tease the bees in the wind smell so sweet and succulent, it makes my heart full.  I feel such great emotion when I see this plant because it lifts my heart, allowing it to soar beyond this reality.  It calms and soothes me.  It makes me feel comforted.

Then sit and watch the bees play among the flowers.  They land so gently on them that they barely move!  They hover and fly between them, picking the most succulent ones for their pollen.  Go down deeper into the clump and see the life hurrying and scurrying about to hide from your gaze down at the soil level.  Worms, beetles, ants, all busy about their business.

The lime green of the new leaves on the Box hedging makes a gorgeous contrast to the cool blue/grey of the lavender.  Look how deep the older leaves are in comparison to the brightness of the new ones.  How soft and flimsy the new growth is to touch and so soft and silky.

 

Listen!  What can you hear?  Has all gone silent yet?  Or can you hear more than you realised?  What can you hear in the garden next door…and three doors down?  The end of the row?  Can you hear that bee buzzing at the end of the garden playing amongst the flowers of the Rosemary bush?  Surely not, he’s too far away but try and listen, maybe you CAN hear him humming on his merry way?  Can you hear that thrush sitting on the roof a few houses away singing his heart out?

Can you feel her heart beating under your feet?  The soft caressing pulse of the earth’s heart, Gaia, of life in all its cycles oblivious to you and yet, a part of you, taking place.

Extend your whole being into sensing this life you are part of…this song played out on this planet we live and die on.  This is magic.  To feel a part of this whole existence is magical.  To know that at the loneliest times in your life, you aren’t alone. Ever.

 

[Zephonith Serpent Woman]

Boudicca :) this is the first time I have really had a good look at L Carroll's poetry ~ and I like it ;) thanks for sharing this here!

[L. Love]

I am glad you enjoy it honey.  She writes from her heart and her experiences.

[L. Love]

True Self

She looks at the world
as it goes about
its business.

Alone and unknown.
No-one can see her
looking, watching, waiting.

This veil of gossamer
hides her True Self
The part of her
that exists for all eternity.
This is the reality
amongst all the illusion.

She stretches her arms
as her wings unfold.
She rarely gets to do this
out there in the real world.
Only in the privacy
of her home can her True Self 
be free.

As she stands alone
she feels the world
in the core of her soul
weeping and crying out.
She is here to take
all the pain way from them.
She is here to hear them weep.

She extends her wings 
to thier fullest,
embracing all those 
within her reach.
Holding, nurturing and carressing.
Soothing and calming them.
She holds them in her love
her heart full.
Absorbing all the hurt, the pain,
the tears.
This is her True Self.

Copyright L.Carroll 2009

[L. Love]

GAIA

Shh...can you hear it?
A gentle thud, thud, thud?
Listen with your heart
for she is calling you.

What is it you hear?
Her heart, her voice.
She talks to you with her heart.
She reaches out to you
with her beauty.

Who is she?
Why do I love her so?
Place your hand on her breast
Feel her heart beating...
Her skin so soft.

Lay on her grassy knoll
and hear her calling you
with a gentle whisper of a breeze.
Hear her heart beating inside
the ground where you lay.

Water runs off her from the waterfall
over the rocks,
cascading over little pebbles in her rivers.
She is alive and she loves me
she cares for me.

She gives shelter and nourishment.
She gives all that we need.
Mother Earth, Mother Nature.
My sister and my mother.
All life is one and all life is love.

Her tall sentinels stand guard.
Green giants to protect and keep watch.
Her sister lights our way at night,
her fullness magical and wonderful.
Her children watch from afar,
shimmering and twinkling.
Showing we are never alone.

© L.Carroll 2003

[Zephonith Serpent Woman]

Wonderful, Sisi :)

Here is some musical accompaniment, played by one of my other favourite artists , Medwyn Goodall ~

[L. Love]

Yes I love his music too *big smiles*....thank you dear heart.