Enclosed in this Solstice Red Thread Letter is a new poem + an invitation to a free painting class with me in the Woman Unleashed Free Online Retreat + Access top my art collection at significant saving until July + Information for summer in person classes including this weekend + an invitation to write your own personal Solstice poem. Thanks for joining me along the thread…I am grateful our paths continue to weave their colorful threads.
Solstice Blessings to you!
Supplications from an Elemental Traveller
Part One : Calling the Circle
Shimmer of water on trembling surface
Shimmer me with your soft diamond veils
Flowering moss salt of earthen forms
Flavor me with your sultry crystal shine
The sky traveller’s story is illuminated in firelight
Waywardness and weariness give way to warmth
Winged blessing of angel breathing air
Cleanse my vast holdings to ancient fears
Mysterious roots of the underground terrains
May I attend evening supper in the luminous abyss?
Soaring heights of swirling stardust twinkle
Will you array my cosmic address in such raiment?
Inside the folded spiral of the thresholded rose
I am surrounded by the awareness of belonging
The visible invisible paradox is viewable from here
Rubbing hips with the beloved boundaries and edges
Designer of all that has form, fragrance, firmament
Your never-ending intimacy embraces and expands me
We have travelled here from afar off to inhabit form
My body is a temple for spirit to move in matrixed motion
Interconnected particles are weaving love stories
May we show up for what is ours to co-create!
The circle of all is called from the many directions
Here I am, ready to share my life with you
~ ~ ~
Supplications from an Elemental Traveller
Part Two : Blessing the Circle
The path is opened by those who are ready to walk
May I bring the same grace that has been given to me
Creatures of the far and near I hear you roar
Teach me your song of scale, fin, fur and feather
Suckling peas, corn of plenty, squash so bright,
I fill my basket with plenty of good things to share
The tears of lovers have created a prismatic door
Abandoning all hope to the wildness of true colors
Lightning breaks forth in hallelujah electric blue major
Parting the veils for heart truths to shimmy forth
Watch the moon travel this sky dream dancing across
Sweetest slumber re-knits my fabric in restfulness
The stories of us are long are ribboned and coiled
Our life unravels the myths that strengthen the way
Intentional transformation internal wilderness
May the work of my hands be an offering to Creator
The gathering up of the remembering ones is now
Taking my place in the circle of cathedral trees
May we elemental travelers remember where we live
Giving true thanks for all that is and has been given
Amen and Blessed Be
Shiloh Sophia, June 2018
Painting: Blessing of the Waters
(this painting is available for purchase)
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I wrote this on Solstice Eve with the wind in the trees and bells ringing. Thinking of you. Thinking of us. Thinking of the children. Thinking of earth. Thinking of what it means to request engagement with what there is to be experienced and offered.
I have been trying to write a simple new life prayer, one I can chant when I can’t sleep, one I can share with others in need, one I can turn to when there are troubles. I haven’t got the simple one yet, but this poem is likely to have seeds of it revealed. Poems work on you, this one worked me over. The act of intentional writing, a kind of prayer, praise or supplication is a wonderful way to engage within the energy of the turning of seasons. Welcome first day of Summer where I live.
Perhaps you have a line or two to add? A theme? Just choose a word about a theme that is calling to you and write two sentences about it. Being an untrained poet, the only form I tried to maintain was the one theme I wanted to honor, trying to keep it two sentences, with the first sentence being about the theme and the second one more of my response to it. Try it. It heals. It has its own life.
There are many elemental blessings and prayers that encompass all who are gathered at the circle so to speak. This is more personal, while it includes many aspects, it puts me, or you into the position of intimacy, of giving and receiving from the earth and all above and below and within.
Signed in morning mist at the exact time the change to summer shines through my kitchen window.
Solstice Blessings to you,
Photo by Jonathan – My 48th time around the sun – toasting to the future!
“I am a creative being, not a creative doing, and sometimes being creative is allowing myself to do nothing except the act of dreaming.“
May LOVE be at the CENTER of all CHOICES