I live in a spacial distortion field

10.08.11

I didn't go to the sweat lodge tonight. When I thought of sitting inside Earth Mother's womb; I thought of each Stone being braught in. Each stone I have named a little piece of myself. Holding the intention that the firely seeds would burn that piece away.

I saw myself sitting, dehydtrated, sweat beading down my skin, singing songs to support each other, and my mind wandering off to other selfish corners. Reaching into the center and pulling out the stones, the heat burning back into my flesh what I have given it last month, and the months before.

I didn't go to lodge because I didn't want to face what no longer serves my highest good. I was strong to cast those feelings and habbits away on my last visit. I question if I have the strength to leave them there burning tonight.

I didn't go because I am happy and the lodge is a place to purge, to set right, and to release.

All I have to release is burnt back into my flesh. Love is racing through my blood. Light is dancing in my eyes.

"I am a little stream running running down the hill. I am small I know but wherever I go the grass grows greener still! Give - give - oh give away. Giving giving all the day! I am a little stream!"

Tonight my well is taking me out. How strong can I be not to burn him back into me?

Nelapsi

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