and another begins My body aches, my mind feels
trapped, my heart full of glass All the discomforts of being human.
So I reach for the one comfort the comfort that is within,
it quickly encompasses everything Like a familiar babe I nuzzle the Ether
The Universe opens her breast to me, she
Offers the nectar of the Gods Ripe and full, I latch on
and drink the rich milk of all that is I see bursts of gold and things beyond explanation In this darkness. Until I feel the comfort wash over me and I melt into the one truth which is Love
with a capital L Love capable of Creation,
My body sighs in all dimensions. In his sleep
my Son turns toward the warmth of my body I am His Sun
and He latches on feeds his hunger
and comforts Himself in sleep with the wide awake
conscious milk that flows from the Infinite
Universe through Me, into Him.
I am but the vessel that is allowing, He is not mine.
We belong to the Beloved. this is the same nectar of Love
that comforts all weary souls whether they are a nursling,
a grown man, or a woman
weeping silently In the darkness
We are all children of the Universe. Yet, as each night turns to day, as babes grow to men, so does all darkness flow into light, Eventually. Not a darkness exists
which is permanent. Darkness only exists
as potential light. Some light must mother the Mother
replenishing all the nectar that has been drunk. Let your heart mingle with
the heart of the Mother Feel the love she has given.
My body aches from laying stretched out Allowing a babe to suckle all night.
I wonder how our cosmic Mothers’ body must ache from being
stretched out suckling us? While Earth is collectively in the darkness
She feeds the consciousness until we awaken. We all came from a woman,
from a magic-life-giving-black-hole, to be frank. You want to know where the nearest
Stargate is? Look no further than the Woman
standing next to you. No matter how old we get,
The Universe allows us to suckle as fresh babes.
no matter how dirty our hearts get, how dark they feel,
there is a way out of the darkness. In the flow of consciousness
we wake up inside the dream milk drunk and naked from the star bathing we stagger out of the darkness
into the light.