Can you feel it, this shift in spirit? I see our forms as energy all thinking, dreaming, perceiving, doing, projecting. I see all those projections as cords, the unaware.
Within my own space, what am I projecting, what have I perceived?
Much of this is not my own, so who am I? I see my form, looking back at me and what do I see?
The perceptions of myself have dropped away, who am I Now? In this moment, there is just my form looking back at me, this is ending, dying, birthing….this is New.
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
Janice Turner Salmon 