Jaguar Leaps

I’m a single girl–

With a career.

My job may be moving me

In a year…

I’ve had it rough

Lost in love…

Done the soul mate swap

Where’s my hubs??

Bouncing around

The gypsy that I am

I missed the window

For babies & a fam.

It’s a bit sad–

But I try to have faith

That the Universe knows

Which direction to take.

I’m deep, complex–

“Scorpio Style”.

Being with myself

I’ve learned to dial…

Into my heart,

Into the earth…

The work is hard—

Its own kind of birth.

Kali Quan Yin

Crow Dragonfly

The jaguar leaps–

While something else dies. 

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NOTES: Found this profound poem in on my computer tonight. I had completely forgotten about it. I often write poems in a kind of meditative, stream-of-consciousness state and then just forget about them. It is very healing for me. This one is no exception. Reading it gave me chills. It’s rather potent and personal, but vulnerability is a beautiful thing. The disappointments in my life have taught me so much, brought me ever closer to the core of my heart. They have helped me learn to heal myself and thus carry the wisdom of transformation within.

Raccoon

How will I know…

Which way to go?

Which step is next?

Say yes or no?

I try to listen

To my “Inner Voice”–

Let this dear body

Guide my choice.

One thing feels better–

A little more right.

But still it’s hard,

I want some LIGHT

To shine on in,

Brighten up this quest

With clear guidance

So I can rest!

Which light is that?

The “ME” who knows–

“Higher Self” in the sky

Or in my toes…

Learning to live

I n t u i t i v e l y

Seems a crucial step

In becoming FREE.

An open heart

In life’s big game,

Will help us learn

From whence we came.

I wish it was

An easier task,

But I guess step one

Is “remove the MASK

Be fully myself,

Wide open and true,

Revealed to the world…

....And born anew.

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(These past few months of my nomadic journey I’ve been seeing a LOT of raccoons.  I decided to write a poem in honor of what I thought was raccoon’s symbolic message for me…)