this moved me...

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free

What is Your Question?

What is a question you are passionate about finding an answer to? That because you ask it, it makes you wake up in the morning ready to discover? build? grow? make change?

My question... Is there truly good in every human being?

So far in my encounters. Yes.

Another Celebrity Savior...

Lindsay Lohan`s new role: Saving sex-trafficked kids in India

Nu Pop Movement (new watch line) launch party at Kitson, West Hollywood, California. - Russ Einhorn / Splash News

By Graeme Massie Dec 10, 2009, 22:31 GMT

Lindsay Lohan is thrilled to be doing humanitarian work in India and has posted a message on her Twitter blog calling it one of her “lifelong dreams”.

The Mean Girls actress travelled to New Delhi with a British documentary crew to work with women and children affected by sex-trafficking in India.

She tweeted: 'Going to make one of my lifelong dreams on my list of things to do in this lifetime! Wish me luck!

'Over 40 children saved… Within one day's work… Doing this is a life worth living! Oh and I'm talking about being in India.

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Seriously... why must we glorify celebrities for "humanitarian" work. And why do they have to make a public display of it? She tweeted it... seriously....

Reading that activates...

my heart and womynhood

http://traffickingproject.blogspot.com/

Phenomenal Woman

by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Womyn with a Why?

Lately I have been processing the idea of "woman" and a man's place in her being.

woman


Why should a man's presence in her existence presumably throw her off balance


wo/man


Consume so much of her time, her energy and love that she appears diminished


wo<man


She looks as if she would not be complete without him...

wo


She is left without...


w/o


My thoughts are with the woman who needs a man to feel complete


and my heart is with the woman who has the agency to question WHY?


womyn

autumn trees

today the trees gave me sweet gentle love
with kisses on my face of falling leaves
and strokes of my hair carried by subtle wisps of wind
warm colors rain on me
and tickle the brown of my skin
as I strolled down on concrete sidewalks
my feet are flooded with the remnants of love making that
the city has felt from these givers of life