Sentinels in the Forest

Lay down your burdens old girl.
Those thoughts tighten your belly til they have you sick.

Til you’re walking around your concrete jungle thinking that sickness is your norm.
Lay yourself down by my streams and exhale.

Unravel.
Give your belly of worries over to me.

Go sit among your Oak Tree Sisters.
Steady and vital they will hold your heavy heart.
They will hold your powerful wail.
They will ground that wicked energy pulsing through you.
To help you get through to Relief.

As you tremble and unwind watch the Grass as she blows with the Wind.
Find the Sentinels in the forest.
Sit with them.
Receive Darshan.

Sing with the Ravens.
Dance with the Thunder.

Let the rain drops give your tears permission to fall and bless our Earth.
Give yourself over to the Lightening.
Let its crackle stir your density up.
Out it goes!

Ha Ha Ha.

And the sun comes out.
Spacious and bright.
A new day comes here in this moment.