“as though to reach past the azure mist, out into the deep sky pierced with stars. They who watch our path as surely as they did our ancestors, as surely as they shall our descendants: watching all the small stories weaving across the vast journey of time. What can the Sun and the Moon and the stars tell us that they did not yet know to tell our ancestors? What do the great souls of the mountains learn as their bodies change, as they meet with the rivers and the sands of the ocean? And what of the knowings of the Earth – the cloth of Lahana’s own body – the layers of time within the flesh, reclaiming body and form after body and form. The Earth changing with each life lived out within her.” StarsSunReincarnationTime QuotesEarth QuotesMoon QuotesOcean QuotesEvolution Of ConsciousnessEarth SpiritEarth Goddess Book:Lahana Source: Lahana
“THE STAGE: The stage is empty, and you watch as the figure of Medusa steps into the gas-light. Her body is dressed in a crimson traversed by the golden branches of willow trees, colour and light held into shape by sharp black borders. Lifting languidly her hands, she reaches towards you. Her emerald vipers, in the cohesive movements of unseen mechanisms, weave loops about her head. Music is beginning, and from the shadows off-stage the narrator speaks. “Medusa had a beautiful name and a lovely voice, though no one cared to listen; seeking only the gaze of those famous eyes.” Perseus walks onto the stage, cloaked as though he were the blazing sun. Now what you have to understand is his voice – it is like nothing you could tie down. It feels peaceful to hear it, to see him flow into the song with his fine, clear looks and his finer, clearer voice. Is the head quite forgotten? Not quite but the horror exists alongside the beauty and they flow like twin rivers, and neither is able to wash the other from you.” SunMythGoddessGreek MythologyDivine FeminineRetellingsMedusaSnakeMythology FictionFlash Fiction Book:Mystical Tides Source: Mystical Tides
“SOUVENIR: I am there swimming with sharks in a black and white photo of Italy the sun is free from clouds and I am smiling” LoveRomanceMemoriesSunSeaOceanMemoryIdealismNaivetyNaivete Book:Mystical Tides Source: Mystical Tides
“Drink in the heat of an ancient sun held in the cold fire of water rising from earth and rock Spilling over your cupped hands and drawn to lips and tongue Pouring water’s memory of the azure mist it fell from into the chalice of your flesh Turning your eyes skywards with desire for the freedom it was born of” EarthPoetrySpiritualityWaterFreedomSunCosmicMysticalPaganGaia Book:Mystical Tides Source: Mystical Tides
“a gathering of women and men linking hands in a circle. The full, bright circle of the Moon rising bone-white above them. The group lifted their joined hands to the sky, reaching for the Moon. “O Lady of the Mirror and the Scythe. She who walks the paths both seen and unseen – finding that which is known, that which is yet to be known.” In unison, they turned to face the eastern horizon. “O Lady of the Sun,” they called. May you nourish us within your warmth, nourish the valley and the forest. We praise you now, as you shine on your sister Moon: retrieving her from her wanderings into the world of the unborn and of the dead.” SpiritualitySunMoonPaganismPaganMoon MagicAncient GodsMoon GoddessNature SpiritualitySun Goddess Book:Lahana Source: Lahana