"Bubbling up in our own good time-- online."
Groundwaters Publishing, LLC
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Volume 2 Issue 2
Page 31
Page 31
They say the pain pills
get in the way,
the doctors, the psychics
the holistic healers;
but they don’t for me,
you know,
they anchor my body
and free my spirit
from the crying bones,
free my mind
from minding, mothering
their innocent voices;
and then I can travel
unbound by bone
and defining skin
inward, outward, to
places shamans reach
with breathing
and other
body quieting substances –
out to where
Goddesses speak
and the dead teach,
where I learn things other
than pain’s lessons,
where I touch with all of myself,
unafraid,
movement and change,
and flight,
and, oh, joy!
stars that speak,
and other voices
saying “you can,
of course, you can,
you have before”
and such freedom
I weep with it...
So I’ve become my own
shaman
creating my own rituals,
honoring what I know,
trusting
what I’ve learned:
there is so much more
than bones...
get in the way,
the doctors, the psychics
the holistic healers;
but they don’t for me,
you know,
they anchor my body
and free my spirit
from the crying bones,
free my mind
from minding, mothering
their innocent voices;
and then I can travel
unbound by bone
and defining skin
inward, outward, to
places shamans reach
with breathing
and other
body quieting substances –
out to where
Goddesses speak
and the dead teach,
where I learn things other
than pain’s lessons,
where I touch with all of myself,
unafraid,
movement and change,
and flight,
and, oh, joy!
stars that speak,
and other voices
saying “you can,
of course, you can,
you have before”
and such freedom
I weep with it...
So I’ve become my own
shaman
creating my own rituals,
honoring what I know,
trusting
what I’ve learned:
there is so much more
than bones...
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