I am ravenous for some juiciness in my life!
I am ravenous for the sweet, the erotic, the profoundly meaningful.
My dreams are shadows spilling over into my waking life,
ravenous for the light of truth, the brightness of beauty, and
for the need of pleasure made manifest.
I am ravenous for my wild woman energy to satiate my soul.
I am…[Read more]
Some women attempt to captivate….
with exotic charm and irresistible beauty.
Some desire to influence others with power or womanly wiles….
Though, I could, and quite possibly, do,
I find that it more fulfilling to captivate myself!
My thoughts weave a charming spell of magick, beautiful, and wise woman ways which appeal to every level…[Read more]
She opened up fully to the energies of love…
releasing all her fears and doubts
in ways she had not yet imagined she could.
She felt the power of love and beauty
awaken and unfold within her…
and she bloomed gracefully
and she bloomed fragrantly
and she bloomed abundantly
and she blossomed
into the woman she always…[Read more]
Raven hair swirls like clouds in the night….
Raven eyes shine like illuminated ebony stars.
Raven calls to my deepest heart: “awaken, awaken” –
Raven whispers magick and mystery and secrets, too.
Raven flies in my dreams, carrying me to far away places.
Ravens gather in my yard each morning and follow me as I walk.
I am submerged beneath my soul wisdom
moving through the depths of dark and light.
I am submerged beneath my conscious thought
traveling through the rivers of manifestation.
I am submerged beneath my layers of being
dancing with and weaving the fibers of my truth.
I am submerged beneath the energies of the sky and earth
flowing with…[Read more]
I delight in pleasing my self.
I delight in sensual and erotic experiences.
I delight to walk with naked feet upon the Earth.
I delight to dance sky clad under the full moon light.
I delight breathing in the scent of flowers, trees and fruit.
I delight tasting the nectar of honey and the flavor of you.
I delight seeing a flaming sunset catch…[Read more]
I have magickal stories yet untold…
Stories of wild and passionate whims –
of sweet and melodic musings,
profound dreams, omens and ghost stories.
Stories of travels, and moonlight, and the wooded mountains…
I have stories of lovers, of passionate kisses shared –
and the stories of my undoing would take a life time to write.
I choose love.
I choose hope.
I choose freedom.
I choose life.
I choose magick.
I choose mystery.
I choose unfolding.
I choose thriving wildly.
I choose all the good.
I choose all the passion.
I choose all the art and sex and poetry.
I choose everything that enhances my life.
I choose the blessings and the lessons.
I choose…[Read more]
I teach from a sacred place…
I offer up the holiest truths of my being and share them nakedly with other women so they can remember who they are. I teach the ways of beauty, and the wisdom of the Goddess. Listen dear sistars, and awaken your mystery and magick.