Between Worlds

Long ago the following experience would be shared in inner circles with other Goddesses. Today I share openly without secrecy. Why? Because Goddess moves in all things and wants to be seen, heard, felt, known. It has been an intense month of April. I walk between worlds – Seeing New elemental sensation – metallic And step into new sense of Power Less talk, more ceremonial ritual Less busyness, more ceremonial ritual Vibrational shift in head Changing action of body Revering that which sustains Cords of attachment loosen – with a Pop! Hooks release, Seals break Allowing new substance in between ArchAngel Michael’s sword Draws out toxic poison Pulling, pulling wet black/white Umbilical cord Attached to my earth and my Beloved Mother I scream and scream A spell, a curse from long, long ago – Begone! Sword transmutes toxic implant Into brown (carbon) vine leafing out green (nitrogen) Spreading up sword and across Growing all around Clean power, pure intention King Tut Egyptian Goddess with black on both sides of head Isis? Wearing black and gold Jaguar with collar and leash Attached to me as body guard Keeping watch, protecting What circular thread weaves here to there, now to then? What alchemical magic transforming black to gold? What is Goddess saying through you? Is it not time to speak this Language of the Sacred Feminine?