This poem was written in response to a Soul Card that I drew from the deck on my Dance Our Way Home facilitator training – the task was to explore one of the DOWH principles (created by the magnificent Erica Ross). The principle I was assigned was:
EMBRACING THE DIVINE FEMININE WITHIN CREATES BALANCE AND DEEPER KNOWING
Come my dear one
Sit in the shade of the date palm
Rest your burning feet in still pools
Taste honey on your parched tongue
Lay in my lap and let me comb your matted hair
And anoint your holy temples with scented oil
I will not displace your god, I will make love to him
I will not slay your dragons, I will become them
I will not drown out your cries, I will listen to them
There are more questions than there are answers
More roads than destinations
Needing is knowing
Wounding is healing
We can only make sense of contradictions
So sit, be still inside while you body moves
Shine your shadow on me
Call me in silence, approach me in stillness
Ascend into canyons to find me
Or burrow into mountaintops
I am subtle
I am irresistible
You know me well, come home