November 9, 2007 at 8:30 pm | In Lore, feral, loss, love, poem, sea Lore Wild Feral | 3 Comments
~Calling to Her~
Wild woman
Has Hybrid lore
Feral to the bone
Renewed each turn of moon tide
Her name is home
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~Tracking~
You lay traps for me
Shining things that caught another,
Polished with charm
Spring locked with anger
But I sense them
You think you see me,
outlined in some place
A chalk line
Etched
Naked
White against the stone
So you stalk
You wait
in stillness
You think you hear me
But I walk past you
You seek me in your sleep
And in your dreams you have me
But I see through your chameleon skin
Beyond the words like polished stones,
each one well honed with usage ,
given to others to weigh their drowning.
I take my leave of you
with empty pockets
a free heart
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She says
Though you sense me I only come when you howl loudly
but when you laugh I am there also, for each moment
passes just the same no matter how you claw and gnaw at them.
Connected to all
I am
All
In the magic of the five senses
but especially in the sixth
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Hejira
~Wild and Feral~
I hold the most archaic values on earth ... the fertility of the soul, the magic of the animals, the power-vision in solitude, .... the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe. -- Gary Snyder
My wyld mantra,one I try to live by~
I'd rather be a searcher than a sheep I'd rather turn and face than swing away I'd rather be a gypsy, outsider,carnival freak, than conform.. but i wont conform to non conformity ..either.. I'd rather be in the shining mystery than in the dullness of every day,
I'd rather be the point of ridicule than a fence -sitter- fantasist- original thought , ideas of genius, love that is all encompassing, non consuming and beyond any romantic idealism, love that is planetary, embracing all and to all sentient beings...even us, even you, even me, the universe, the mul-ti-verse is infinite, therefor we are... full of infinite possibilities....~M c2007
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wyld writings on Wild Quotes~ wyld writings on Some local wild places goldenferi on Some local wild places Silvia on Wild Quotes~ Sorrow on Erykah Badu – On &… wyld writings on The Wing Polar on The Wing -
HOPI ELDER QUOTE
Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore, push off into the middle of the river, keep our eyes open, and our heads above the water. And I say, see who is there with you and celebrate.
At this time in history,
we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all, ourselves.
For the moment that we do,
our spiritual growth and journey
comes to a halt.
The time of the lone wolf is over.
Gather yourselves!
Banish the word 'struggle' from your attitude
and your vocabulary.
All that we do now must be done
in a sacred manner and in celebration.
We are the ones we have been waiting for.
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You know, I think if people stay somewhere long enough - even white people - the spirits will begin to speak to them. It's the power of the spirits coming from the land. The spirits and the old powers aren't lost, they just need people to be around long enough and the spirits will begin to influence them. -- Crow elder
Wilderness is not just the 'preservation' of the world, it is the world. .... Nature is ultimately in no way endangered; wilderness is. The wild is indestructible, but we might not see the wild. -- Gary Snyder
"In his book The Rag and Bone Shop of the Heart, Robert bly says that to be wild is not to be crazy like a criminal or psychotic, but "mad as the mist and snow." It has nothing to do with being childish or primitive, not does it manifest as manic rebellion or self-damaging alienation. The real marks of wildness, he asserts are a love of nature, a delight in silence, a voice free to say spontaneous things, and an exuberant curiosity in the face of the unknown."
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Feeding the Wolf
One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between 2 "wolves" inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith." The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."
BY ME a mantra I try to live by~i'd rather be a searcher than a sheep i'd rather turn and face than swing away i'd rather be a gypsy, outsider,carnival freak, than conform.. but i wont conform to non conformity ..either.. i'd rather be in the shining mystery than in the dullness of every day, i'd rather be the point of ridicule than a fence -sitter- fantasist- original thought , ideas of genius, love that is all encompassing, non consuming and beyond any romantic idealism, love that is planetary, embracing to all sentient beings...even us, even you, even me, the universe, the multiverse is infinite, therefor we are... full of infinite possiblities....~
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~Sharpened Insincts ~Wise Teachers~ Force of Nature
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Cross her path with respect
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This is really quite beautiful.
Comment by goldenferi — November 15, 2007 #
Oh, I’m loving your words, Mermaid. Fresh and original, full of wisdom, like an old soul here to teach us. Thanks for your words today. janetleigh..:)
Comment by janetleigh — February 12, 2008 #
Thank you Janet !
Comment by mermaidsmuse — February 13, 2008 #