We Are the Mist, We Are the Shadows...
♥ LORD THEODORE MILLS, 1924 - 1996 ♥
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A DAUGHTER OF THE GODDESS
If the dream ever fades away,
Your rose-colored glasses may fall off;
Then you would see me for who I really am.
I don't know how you would react then,
Because you have me on a pedestal.
I am no saint, no Helen of Troy;
Only a human woman, albeit with a mind
At times torturously difficult to understand.
I can feel things that you cannot feel,
I can see things that no one else knows
Are there...
How will you feel about me then, when you
Realize how different I am from the bland
And conventional women that surround you?
A human being, yes, with ordinary quirks
And foibles, but... also a witch.
Magic runs in my veins; And despite
My outwardly conventional life, wildness
Is in my very nature. I must have time to myself;
And most of all, I must be able to worship
The Goddess in my own way.
Otherwise, I cannot be with you for long.
I have had the Call, and that runs stronger
Than any human hold on me, ever could.
Seek not to change me. It is hard to tell you
This, but you must know. Otherwise, you will
Be in peril of a broken heart...or from backlash
From my rage.
Rage if you should try to change me, or to
Keep me from the rituals that I do with my
Sister witches. I must learn and study;
And teach when there is something new
To pass on. I must heal when there is an
Opportunity; I must never be arrogant or neglect
My Sisters.
If you still want me when you know this, only
Then can we talk and plan for a future
With each other. I love you, but the wonder
And the magic of a Goddess daughter's life
Is something I will never give up; it comes
First.
Hold me now, while you can. I do wish that
You could join me on the Goddess path, even
If by another route. For this is who I am;
Everything good comes from the Goddess,
Every talent, every joyous uprise of the heart.
My soul is Hers; understand this, and then
In the human way, I can be yours.
Copyright 1/1/06
Beth Johnson (Mystic Amazon)
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♥"My Daddy"♥
~My Family Crest~
&
♥ My Mother Priestess, ♥
♥ My Great Mother Priestess, ♥
♥ My Great Great Mother Priestess, ♥
♥ All the Women and Men who ever travelled
this path in secret and hiding, for fear from a relentless siege.
For those who didn't let oppression keep you from passing on your knowledge.
For those who Died for what they believed.
Thank You for holding the secrets of the Ancients deep within your hearts! ♥
And........
♥ ~Laurie Cabot~ ♥
http://www.lauriecabot.com/
There are really no words to describe Mother Cabot..........
She was a pioneer in the Witch Community, in So many ways.....
Here you can read all about her achievements and about Her.
http://www.lauriecabot.com/about.html
If it were not for her steadfastness, and Honor and Integrity
so many of us today would be in danger of
public scrutiny and unacceptable wrath.
Moon hangs round
a blade over my head
reminds me
what to do before I'm dead
night consumes light
and all I dread
reminds me what to do before I'm dead
Sun reclines
tease my mind
reminds me what to leave behind
light eats night
and all I never said
reminds me what to do before I'm...
To see you
to touch you
to feel you
to tell you
Epochs fly, reminds me
what I hide, reminds me
the desert skies
the Hawk in flight
reminds me what I never tried
the ocean wide salted red
reminds me what to do before I'm...
As I sit here and slowly close my eyes
I take another deep breath
And feel the wind pass through my body
I'm the one in your soul
Reflecting inner light
Protect the ones who hold you
Cradling your inner child
I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
I need serenity
Nothing changes, days go by
Where do we go when we just don't know
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
And when will we learn to control
Tragic visions slowly stole my life
Tore away everything
Cheating me out of my time
I'm the one who loves you
No matter wrong or right
And every day I hold you
I hold you with my inner child
I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
I need serenity
Nothing changes, days go by
Where do we go when we just don't know
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
And when will we learn to control
Where do we go when we just don't know
And how do we relight the flame when it's cold
Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing
And when will we learn to control