Awakening - a commemoration

[Guest guest]

In honour of this morning's shaktipat and for those who participated

in it (both in giving and recieving), and in celebration of the

Kundalini's ensuing expression in the coming week and beyond, I have

an offering:

 

 

" Awakening "

 

I release whatever dormant lies

That yearns and reaches and cries for more,

That knows what it is and keeps what it knows

That harbours and hints and eventually shows

In fullness, in form what never denies;

 

Moving through Love as the moon ascending,

Abiding in Joy as the moonglow lending

The night it's eye, it's way, it's scope

It's magic, it's song, it's peace, it's hope

Bringing Her calm and the night's darkness rending.

 

I offer myself to the Mother Embracing

I open myself for the tight interlacing

Of Spirit to spirit in flesh residing,

Restorative to the latent dividing

Bringer of Unity, chaos displacing.

 

I ask for that which I'm able to honour,

That portion whose honour of me I can know

And then for the knowing to come exponential

And cyclical, spiraling, venturing so

Doubling, widening, pulsing with flow

Infilling, engorging, informing my heart,

Inbreathing Her essence to fill every part.

 

She comes with Her message,

She rises to spark

She has rested with presage

This moment to mark

A beginning, continuing, timely hark back

To the centre of things from the farthest laid track.

 

So I welcome Her Memory,

Court her Design

I live the Withal of Her message Divine

I look to the Sacred Pool at Her feet

And see my reflection, see there how we meet

 

How perfectly seated was She all along.

How perfectly met, how perfect Her song

How can I have done without blessed Completion

The days when I saw only want in Repletion?

And finally, Homecoming, where I belong.

 

Abundance abiding, High Whispers confiding,

Their story my history, destiny hinting.

My Father, my Mother, my Inner Sun Rising,

The Word in my heart is the promise inspiring.

In the Pool, on the land, in the dark plays the Glinting.

 

I thank you, dear Goddess, for blessing with fullness,

For taking with fury what's rightfully yours

And giving it back as a gift beyond measure

To know and be known beyond all joy and pleasure

The wholeness that gives only more evermore.

 

 

 

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