I have some amazing women around me. This poem is for you. For us.
You are my circle.
Like moths to a flame we have found each other.
We are strong women
Wild women, funny. Clever sensitive. Passionate.
inspirational we are free.
We are poets, tellers of stories. Lovers. mothers, daughter’s, Sisters.
We have each others backs.
We are fortress like protectors.
Divine feminine energy
We are goddesses.
Star dust we are spirit.
I feel you for we are connected.
Strands of the same astral web.
We are sparks from the same bright flame
We are source.
Reach out know that I am always here for you
For I am you,
You are me
We are tribe.
Women get more beautiful as they grow older.
Female youth is only prized in modern culture because it doesn’t represent as much of a threat spiritually to anyone who is frightened of divine feminine power.
As women grow and mature, they call in stronger forces of sacred feminine wisdom. They vibrate with the creative power of their stories.
They are more of a force to be reckoned with.
They see more, know more, feel more. They put up with a lot less bullshit.
When women are trained into thinking there is something fundamentally wrong with getting older, and are coerced into spending money, energy and power investing in ‘slowing the signs of ageing’, an enormous vault of divine love is lost.
Just think what would happen if all the women in the world started loving themselves even more with every year that passed.
Perhaps a total revolution would occur.
Photo Art: Laurie Anne King
Women are from Venus Men are from Mars.
I get that.
There really is nothing more powerful than a circle of women .
Strong, unbreakable, inspiring and much more
Women’s best friends are stronger often than blood.
Or at least that’s my experience.
Women’s friends often know them better than their partners .
They are the duct tape that hold each other’s lives together.
How do men manage without that?
I have a few close women friends and I know without doubt they have my back and I have theirs
Free thinkers, poets, dreamers, rebels, square pegs hippys women who walk barefoot and arnt afraid to be exactly who they are.
Make no excuses take no prisoners. Who dance in the rain.
Honest funny, loving. Passionate
I love you
I am truly blessed.