Beyond fairy-tales, a place where the poetess
draws from the well, and the white of blossom
hearlds new growth. In the dream-forest where the
trees whisper, and the birds are messengers,
there is a quickening
I am maiden in white and blue and green. Maiden of the wood. Of the river. Guardian of animals and nature spirits. Heart of the land. Bringer of spring. The promise of summer. Fertility dancer. Whisperer and dreamer. Maiden of the Inquisitive Mind. Learner. Feeler. Lover. Pure of heart. Whole into myself. Singer and bringer of songs. Learner of the natural women's ways. Knower of beauty. Bringer of joy. Feeling and feeler of beauty in all things. Wild innocence. Clear eyed bright eyed wisdom.
I delight in tasting the fruits of life. Concocting recipes for beauty, pleasure and joy.
I am in tune with the spirits of place and balance of nature. I love and respect the voices of the land and animals and I sing their songs as an ode to beauty and to support the cycles of healthy ecosystems. I am friend of the trees, friend to the earth. The lynx is my guide and I am one with the rhythm and energies of the spirit that enlivens all earth elements, creatures and living things.
I am ripe with promise and whole unto myself. My presence brings hope not through doing but by being.
I would love to celebrate and appreciate with you our shared love of life and what we choose to experience by feeling it. Feeling it deeply. Singing songs to it. Writing it. Painting it. Embodying it. Knowing it. May we nourish, root and strengthen our magic, our sense of being, so we may flower and flow in beauty.