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The eyes popped open as pink peaked through the shades Day was calling A smile upturned the edges of her dream laden face Was it a waterfall or golden stones Imagery faded fast from the subconscious night talks Now was calling The day her soul always feels at ease The celestial time when the sun enters Capricorn Western astrology calls the infamous goat her sign Horoscopes attempt to convince her influential brain To believe Yet the dreams fill her thoughts over the unwavering determination of the goat Today she is a medicine wheel believer Energy shifts from the teacher of the west
The direction of the Fall season Turning about face now to the north The direction of Winter Here lies the call of the inner warrior Ringing true with her every cell of her infinite existence For here is the season in the northern hemisphere where The ancestors speak and the sage wise one within emerges Beating in sync with mystic ways And so today The welcoming of winter The greeter of the light As we enter the darkness of night A knowing rises Evident in the pause In the spaces in between And so she rose Yoga yoked her ways Body moved Breath breathed Spirit sparked Drum beat as sage and flat cedar swirled Sisters fusing with earth mother Roots wove deep and the trilogy light of the feminine Held space amidst the well of fire Calling henceforth towards belly joy Satiating coffee from tropics of Cancer and Capricorn As the crab danced and the shaggy one jumped Quiet whispers of intuition and loving words Parted from her lips Then she walked Listening to the crunch of the snow and the chatter of critters She stepped upon the white into the unknown And then a pause Turning to face the sun He stroked glitter upon her cheeks Onward slowly she pursued Navigating the uneven earth from trodden feet before Up the hill she trudged And thus called a pause This time a tree spoke Standing together in noticing each other Her breath rose higher and higher To the top of branches And they froze Giving honor to the space in between each other The air gently released as if sighing with the breeze And so she continued Her 4-legged friend was enjoying the game of walk & pause Noticing more as well Snout venturing to new crevices As once again she stopped Eyes turned and there etched in the snow Was the inverted Y A triangle with arms outstretched at top Begging her gaze to lengthen She could feel the furry friends who had created the art Yet onward she plunged Slow aware deep breaths Filled her with awe and then the next pause Just before the hill a stillness A game of freeze tag had insued The family of deer dispersed and porcelain Amidst the fields of snow Knowing each other’s presence White tails lifted and others remained hidden Nature stood still All paused To watch the play of human and heart At one in beat She continued The crow a friend of the northern ways Called loudly Following them through trees Owl flew And the fallen fox friend was revealed Life was being lived As she was a gentle warrior reflective participant Of the winter solstice earth walk She was called to listen to pause to reflect to be Pause my friend and notice For the inner light of your life is waiting WelcOMe to winter Aho!!
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