Magic Within

Magick Within

Magick: the energy that connects the human spirit to that of the divine.

All seeing eye… open revealing the lines of chaos, where insanity breeds.
Beyond the strings of perception lie the fabric of the unseen universe.

Diverging between reality. Unraveling the tangled web of the universe.
Beyond the cosmos.

Within the witches eye a magic resides.
Here lies a secret world of endless possibilities. Eye wide open, all seeing with wonder.

Whimsical goddess in all her forms. She tells me. “Feel… don’t think.”
I embrace her touch… that of electricity within my soul.

A pulse flowing from the cosmos and beyond.
Breathe I must remember to breathe...
Tears of blessing stream a river of compassion.

Warm waters of emotion. Blockage removed, no longer stagnant, free flowing rivers which bubble to the surface.

Life thriving with each beat of your heart.
Awakened after years of slumber.
No longer dormant.

No longer afraid.
Emotions no longer churn for the storm of chaos has resided.

Is it the work of god?
Or the gift of empowerment?
Is there a difference?

Still the questions flood the mind body and soul…

Can you feel her breath on the coming wind?
Do you hear the voice of the goddess as she calls your name?

My mind is riddled with questions. Anxiety of our own nature.

Endless thoughts, wishing for a desperate silence… for now I settle the chaos one breath at a time.

Storm of Uncertainty

In honor of the season of winter solstice.

Storm of Uncertainty

Compass of emotion.
Running in circles.
Heart adrift.
Sea of love.
River of confusion.
Waves of chaos.
Waters of change.

Eye of the storm.
Churn winds of darkness.
Among clouds of grey.
Life is but uncertainty.
Survival of the fittest.
Evolve or fade out.
Echo words of silence.

Life after death.
The phoenix rises.
Scars of beauty.
Broken yet whole.
Emotional burden balanced.
Surrender the heart.
Love conquers all.

Caged Rainbows

Caged Rainbows

Rainbows shimmer upon the breeze.
Rain washing away the stench of despair.
Light where there was once only shadows.
Momentary beauty after the waging of the storm
A passing serenity, upon the breeze of uncertainty.
Photographing the memory, for one cannot tame such beauty. Nor can one cage the vitality of a rainbow and one should never try for such a effort is but a waist of energy.

Thoughts of Solitude

Thoughts of Solitude

Walking without purpose.

Destination still unknown.

Thoughts begin to stray.

Time slips into nothingness.

Still I keep walking.

Into the unknown.

Ode to chang

Ode to chang

Change can be scary.
It is hardly ever soft.
Sometimes cange is louder and abrasive.
Other times change is quiet and sneaky.
Yet in the end change is just another aspect of life. Embedded in our fabric of evolution.
Change is growth. The seed of life before she becomes a flower. The wilting petal before she becomes the earth.

Change is beyond our grasp of control…
A force of the universe compelling us forward.
Hurdling us through space and time … the ride of a lifetime.
Still despite its inevitability we still fight its presence.
Suppressing the evolution of its nature. Denying her existence in order to preserve memories of the past.
The life of a seed, a time long since gone denying her true potential.

Why fight against the tide?
Why struggle and drown… suffocating the breath of evolution.
Embracing growth that is life.
Nurturing the soul that is existance.
Preserving that which can build us forward well releasing that which no longer serves us.
Change does not have to be a monster it can be sweet and comforting but only if you deny not her existence and embrace what she has to give.

Enter The Grey

Enter The Grey

Darkness fades into the grey.

Emotion blinding the senses.

Reality shattered.

Tumbling into madness.

Down…down…down.

Through the looking glass.

The world is somewhat more appealing.

Though I know it is not real.

But a delusion of emotion.

I crave the dream.

Walking the type rope.

Passion and insanity consume the soul.

Reality is no more… there is only the dream.

Woven out of emotion and fueled by imagination.

Lost but not without hope… I walk amongst the grey.

Rose Garden

 

Scent of beauty, upon the distant wind.

Silk petals  shed like tears.

Ushering in the season of transformation.