I know. I am the luckiest woman on the planet. You can be, too. Just intend it. (whether it's love, art, success, a house, a pet, a book, food...whatever you want).
Ok. Here's his poem:
Luminous
Love imaginable
Blossoming
Impregnated and poised
Indulgent
Sufficiently reliant upon love
Alone together
One
Known to no one
Except our selves
Washed in our
Flowing
Lubricating smiles
Of mouths & yoni
Yawning, open wide
To receive
And give back
Push
& pull
of love conceived
I think he's going to be teaching classes at Lifestream Center, where I'll be doing SoulCollage(r). He'll be teaching Tantra and Sacred Sexuality. This poem will be in a book that will accompany the workshops.
He hasn't decided, yet, whether he'll be doing Reiki.
I'm trying to convince him to get his own blog. (hehe I just made myself think of the Cheez-it commerical "Get your own box.")
Would you read it?
Be back soon with photos and art stuff.
3 comments:
Wow.....this is a lovely Poem! You are lucky and so is Patrick! Next year will bring such awesome things for you both. I can feel it in my bones!
Happy New Year!
Love, Violette
What lovely words to find on your altar, Lisa. Wishing you a creative, healthy, prosperous and happy New Year!~xOx
I would read it!
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