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  • Womb Awakening New Moon

    I am She of Magnetic Sound
    Of word, made into Life
    I am Wisdom of Ages
    I am She of Vibration
    To thought
    To word
    To breath
    To form
    I am Your Sound
    That which you make and form
    Choose your words with Love
    Choose your actions with Charity
    Choose your Heart space consciously
    And choose life in the Now without transgressions
    Pulled from the graves of past thinking
    Those burdens you pull again and again
    As You do not need the echo of bones
    You are faithfully Anew
    So sing of the New
    And transform
    As the New Energies
    Awakening into form
    Are Transformation of All you have Become
    All you have learnt
    All you have created from Your Wisdom of Ages
    Birth a New Today
    As today is a New Moon
    A Point where Stars Align
    Creation
    A Path forging
    Abridge your Energy
    To New Form
    And see yourself as Wholeness
    New Light Awakening
    Merge into Oneness
    Remember
    Charity
    Love
    In Wholeness

     

    Words from She

    Written by Janice Turner Salmon

  • Whispers of the Goddess

     

    I am She of Sound
    Whispering, calling You home
    I am the perseverance
    That guides You North again
    I am within You
    As You call Intuition, Guidance and Instinct
    I am the voice of the Soul
    The guiding lamp
    In the dark days
    And your comforter
    When that day is through
    I reside deep within You
    It is a journey within
    A testament
    In all that comes
    And passes along
    The Path of Life
    I am Here
    I am She of a thousand loves
    A thousand rises
    A thousand falls
    A thousand Mothers strong
    A love that surmounts
    All the rising Suns
    And darkest Moons
    I am She willing You onwards
    I am Love
    That only becomes stronger
    Lasts ever longer

     

     

    Words written by Janice Turner Salmon

    Art image by Emily Balivet Goddess of Hope

    From Whispers of the Goddess Within

  • Womb Awakening

    I am She of a thousand life times
    I am She of the morning Sun to awaken You
    I am She of the Dusk to hold You
    I am She who loved You beyond the stars
    Of days of old
    In ancient landscapes
    And ancient ways
    I am She who awakens You from rest
    I am She who Lights You up to Golden paths
    And threads of Lightning strikes
    I am She who is your Sun, your Star and the Primordial Moon
    I am She who takes you to the rivers of pain
    So you can drink in vast temperaments,
    Diversity, upheavals and change in direction,
    So onwards again in Life
    I am She You can rest upon,
    Dive into,
    Dream among
    I am She with the Sunlight on your hair
    The warming rays and the rain
    On showery days
    I am She who takes You to the next steps
    And hauls you over the fiery coals
    And grasps at your breath
    For more and more of You
    Into Becoming You
    I am She of Love of the Sound of You
    Yet You can not Hear Yourself
    I am within You
    Beating in your Heart
    And holding onto You
    Holding You up
    To the Glorious heights
    That exists with You
    I am She who is
    Your rest, your Light
    Your Sanctum
    The core of All wisdom
    The Light of All knowledge
    Come into Me as I Am You
    My Opening is Your Unfolding
    Come, the Doors have opened wide

    Words written by Janice Turner Salmon

    From She Who Is

    Art image by Emily Balivet

  • Winter Frost

    Inert, morning frost

    A quartz-like crystal glisten

    Optical prism

    Water still to ice

    Mirror, glass, as solid state

    And trapped as opaque

     

     

     

  • Venus Beauty

    I’m calling this Womb Wednesday, for the All as we All connect to the Universal Womb and the Mother’s Womb, whether we refer to the womb as our physical bowl, our emotional chalice, our dark womb, our shadow, the season of the winter womb or the Moon phase of the Dark Moon. This week Venus has been strong in my awareness, I have been gazing up at the night sky looking for this visible Light, the one the physical eye can identify. But the cloud, fog and rain create a veil. As I continued to look longingly, I thought Looking for Venus is an internal venture. So what does this mean? Goddess Venus represents beauty, so looking for Venus in the dark, in the winter is a profound notion. As we look for beauty in all things, in the everyday, within ourselves, what do we find? In winter this looking for beauty within contains stillness, a pause, reflection. Beauty that Venus can bring at this time is the embodiment of Self Love, Appreciation and a deeper connection to celebrating the Glorious You.

  • Water Women

    Water blessings give thanks to the feminine energy of water for all women and that prayers and intentions be carried to all women over this planet. We are all connected, far and near, to sisters, mothers, grandmothers and no matter how far apart we may seem by distance, we are all connected by the waters of the rivers, of the seas of the earth. Next time you are near the sea, if you feel called to do so, send a heartfelt loving intention to all women everywhere, connect deeply to your heart centre and see how this also feels for you. With Love and Light xxx

  • Ever-unfolding rose

    Ever feel you got lost along the way? It’s not until you walk along a while you realise “this doesn’t feel right”. It isn’t the place, it is the gut feeling that this isn’t the path for me. For sometime I followed a path that seemed to look the same but when I paused and observed I decided to walk back, look from the crossroads again and there it is, Medicinalmeadows has always felt like home. So I am back to post words, pictures, love. The ever unfolding rose always comes out to teach me to trust my own instinct, my own inner compass and the unfolding will lead the way. No matter where we are the open heart leads us through

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  • “What you are seeking is already looking”

     

    Last month I took up a FaceBook challenge, a Quest. The idea was to create a journey with a bag of tools and set off to embrace a sacred space. I found myself under the large spruce tree in my garden, on the bench, in the shade. A favourite summer spot, this time with my bag of tools. The idea of this Quest was to carve some self-care time and to re-evaluate how time is spent in everyday existence. What we do, what we love, what we have forgotten. What is joy? What is self-love? And fun when we put it into alone time.

    I found myself sat in front with a sketch pad and pencils. As I sat each day I just allowed, I fell into this silent space and surrendered to the pencil and paper. I was completely immersed in a dimension of calm. I was captivated by the subtle hues, the absence of thought and the silence.

    What I set out to do was find a direction, a journey, a quest. What I found was the pause button, to still life in chaos and hit mute. A state of polarities appeared. The chaos of challenges in life and a sense of stillness. The state of polarities attracting for the higher perspective. I didn’t find this great journey or adventure in the planning but what I did find was an inner state …. the eye within the storm….

    Or the profound words “what you are seeking is already looking” (St. Francis) now I understand…..seeking calm amid the storm ….. A state of being. The eye within the eye……

    (CFFC- Eyes)

  • Green

    Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Green

  • The Forest ……chapter 6… Storytelling for anxiety and all those feelings…..

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    This morning I heard voices. I clung to the table in front of the window and eyed out into the daylight as I saw two people walking briskly by, I remember that, they walked side by side. I froze, they laughed, as they snaked the path into the greenness and were gone. It seems so long since I fixed my sights on other people. They were dressed for hiking with sturdy foot wear, like mine, I remember them stuck in the mud.

    You know I wasn’t even sure at this moment that my voice actually still worked, I hadn’t spoke for so long. I hadn’t even talked out loud to myself, not a word, not a hum, a song, a phrase, nothing. I’m now aware that I need to be ready, I need to rehearse my vocal cords.

    I have been following a set routine to last the day, finding comfort in the conformity. The cabin now seems familiar and I feel I have come to know every floor board, the ones that creak, where the drafts come in, where the sun rises, the sound of the birds, the stream running at the back of the cabin and the wind and the sound it makes brushing the leaves.

    Something is not right within me. I see the world outside, people walking, talking and laughing, I stay quiet within, I hold my breath within, I keep myself within. There is fear within these walls and fear outside of these walls. I no longer have the presence of comfort. I feel I can not rest. So why do I stay hidden when I want so much to be found, to be rescued?

    So what is it that I fear the most?