The Path of No Path

Earth Mother speaks with the Weaver of Rainbows “Earth Mother?” “Yes Rainbow Weaver—“ “What is power?” Those who thirst for power Live a restless insatiable existence Forever failing to slake themselves Chasing after leprechaun water Drawn from fairy wells Those who seek to gain power in this way Attempting to steal it away from others Will have gained nothing for their efforts Power is sought after By those who are afraid “Why are they afraid, Earth Mother?” They are filled with fear For they have forgotten how to love They remember not that they are Love itself Oh Blessed Rain Forest Ancient Sentinels of Wisdom Creators, keepers and deliverers Of the Sacred Sap that Flows through all living things Your love is the air that fills our lungs Love is your most intimate self Totally free you have forever been From the core of your being This Love/Life Force flows outward All life is energized A great light is the power of love That breathes eternally through you To forget this is to Have ...

Earth Mother talks with the Weaver of Rainbows “Earth Mother?” “Yes, Rainbow Weaver—“ “Teach me about love?” Love is the smell of jasmine At first light on the warm Moist breeze of Summer Solstice Love is the way Mount St. Helens Rumbles, dances, and then Is suddenly silent Breathing In the cool morning stillness It is the great plume of Ash and steam that love Propels towards the stars Love is the beauty of this moment Seeing brightness in your eyes Love is choice Love is choosing to see clearly Unafraid and face to face Nose to nose and eye to eye Love is knowing that We choose to love and also What we choose to love Love is the sunlight Warming the cool wet sand Under your bare feet Love is in the knowing Heart of every bumble bee Humming bird and butterfly That only has eyes for Just the right flower The bright silver light Bouncing off the deep still waters Safely guiding you home This too, is love Bite into that sweet Crisp, first apple that Begins the Autumn harvest With juice s...