I am lioness that walks with the wild

I am lioness that walks with the wild.

Words, long ago, said to me at the year-end evaluation of new counselors:

"I've watched you work. You work quietly, graciously, silently."

"You work hard. You have worked really hard and with a lot of respect."

"It's like an initation, at the retreat, watching you dance was like watching your spirits being unleashed."

"And now, if you want, it's time to unleash your tongue."

Ah, these words. Hit a core, and I wept, from being seen, especially by these two that I look up to and at times mesmerized by.

Words, long ago, at the goddess gathering:

"So brave. Brave, doing the work for all of us."

Touches, candle light, beautiful women blurred in my teary eyes.

It was then I knew I was among my peers, my kind.

I am lioness that walks with the wild. Being of service is humbling and it brings such gifts of strength. Strength of hope, strength of innocence, strength of motivation, strength of confidence, strength of integrity, strength of intimacy, strength of soul.

Strength of the spirit.

Sharon, rising her hand to my cheek in the fading sunlight; "What a good spirit," she said. I will always remember her smile; it was full of grief, faith and love.

From one to another, from me to the next person that I encounter, I am lioness, that walks with the wild within us. I meet people that reflect back to me what I am, and I give back to others that I come across. What are healers? Instruments of healing, we are. What are healers to do? We hold, hold the space through all times; we create, destroy, let go, advocate, rise up all of our power at times of death and rebirth.

The journey continues.

Wide open, flowling free, being in use. After this long break, I feel like I am ready yet again, to go to the fire, through the river, down in the sea, and back in this earthly realm to be of use wherever I am called to. The whole last year, I realized yet again what it was like to be consumed by victimization, by angst, by rage, by terror and by powerlessness. Two times, two times I have been initiated in drastically different ways in the last three years.

And I am only 28 years old. This life is going to be long, hopefully and faithfully, and the path unwinds. Surrender to the higher force and I sit naked on love's thrashing floor, unleashed.

And then, my soul crawled out of its hiding place.

What is this fragrance?

Pass it on; shine it forward. Blessed that I am passed on the sacred torch, and I wield it majestically. Dr. Floating Blossom Jujube. The emergence of the wild and the innocence. The merge of the soulful and the truthful.

Love.

I am lioness.

That walks with the wild and the poor.

I am you and you are me.

This is the love.

Come.