There is no way that you are not part of this world
You couldn’t disconnect from the matrix of life if you tried
You became a captive of love the moment you were born
Summoned by a wild divinity
Hell bent on mixing things up
Calling you forth
Into a holy jumble of greedy hands and hungry lips
All pining for you
And fiercely determined to pull you into their steamy embrace
Embedded and entwined
You came into this world
Sticky and gooey
Covered head to toe
Balls to bone
Yoni to core
With the sweet dripping honey of longing and desire
What you want defines you
What you love shapes the landscape of your days
Your yearning and your burning is the lamplight of your soul
Your aliveness can’t be separated from those ravenous appetites
That keep you up at night
That won’t let you go
That haunt your dreams
That make your waking moments a fevered searching
You cannot talk yourself out of need
That gnawing ache in your souls belly won’t disappear
Just because it is deemed to be unreasonable
By those who have silenced the cries of their hunters heart
As long as you are drawing breath
You will continue to cry out for more
More love
More tenderness
More beauty
More meaning
More connection
More color
More trees
More triumph
More soaring
More passion
More coyotes
More wildness
More freedom
More ferocious truth
That endless craving for more
Will not be silenced
Just because you were told it was unseemly
Or it did not become you
That it was too much
Or you were selfish
Or crazy
Or out of your league
The simple truth is this
You belong here
Tangled
Braided
An essential part of everything
That story you tell yourself of of aloneness
Separation
Isolation
Is a flimsy paper box that you built during a long ago time
To protect the raw and naked wanting of your heart
Reach out
Don’t be afraid
Dare to blaze
To be on fire for love
With your two grasping hands
Boldly seize that sizzling soul lightning
That electrical conduit that is your direct connection
to your purpose
your destiny
your fate
Even when you find yourself crashing through yet another thicket
Of seemingly endless dead ends
Surrounded by the voices of hopelessness
Telling you over and over again
“Go back. Stop now. This is not for you.”
That is when you must not waste a moment more on despair
Open your mouth wide
And begin baying from that endless well of blessed, sacred thirst
Sniffing madly for the scent of what will fill your soul with radical rapture
With blinding joy
With the untamable hunger that will lead you always and forever home
this is raw and wonderful and movement and appreciation and permission and invitation and comradeship…I thumb up heart your deep well of leadership and lamplighting. I am so glad to be on the train…