“The Swan”, an Illustrated Magical Healing Story
The Swan
Most beautiful
Long necked
Snowy white
Graceful bird.
Full of sorrow
Sadness
Mourning
Anger.
Your Partner is killed…
Your watery home poisoned…
Your family, once abundant,
now scarce.
Your sorrow is my sorrow,
Your anger, my anger.
Would that I could comfort you.
The power of your emotions is your strength.
People have forgotten their mother, the Earth
She who bore and nurtured them.
In truth, it is obscenity to poison the rivers which flow from Her watery womb, the Ocean…
To pollute the Air which is Her breath…
To rape the Earth which is Her
Body…
To deny the Fire which is Her spirit.
How dare they do this? How dare they?
……And you, Cousin Oak
Who struggled long to resist the deadly toxins
Your gnarled body testimony to your agony
Your beautiful roots, though dead
Still clinging deep into Her
Soft, sacred body.
She persists against the odds
To nourish and sustain
Her children.
NO!
Dear Swan,
I will not comfort you
Your emotions are good…
Feel your Anger…
Feel your Grief…
Feel your Strength and your Power
Move the Earth…
BETWEEN THE WORLDS
BEYOND THE BOUNDS OF TIME
WHERE NIGHT AND DAY
JOY AND SORROW
LIFE AND DEATH
MEET AS ONE
Through between and Beyond
Travel my beauty
The Universal Dragon will guide you.
She, the all encompassing
Minute and Vast
Intertwining Every fibre
Every molecule
Every planet in the Uni-verse.
All seasons at once
Beginning and End
An ever turning Spiral.
She has been with you from the beginning
She awaits you now.
Ethiopia
Most beautiful
Jet Black People,
Your courage
Your anguish
Your hunger.
Victims of selfishness and greed.
Tiamat lies dying of thirst at your feet
The world calls for tea; coffee; cotton; paper
You bury your precious children in the arid ground.
I, breasts overflowing
Nurse my new born
You, give birth en route
While you seek food and water.
What use are my tears and my shame?
You
Who are
The Mothers
And Fathers
Of the human race.
In your sky
I send a swan
Flying
Not on wings
But on earth.
She knows your heart
She brings hope
She bears witness
And takes
One small child.
Between the Worlds
Beautiful Black Baby
Snowy White Swan
Caress
As they journey
Through Between and Beyond.
Needing no words
Deep understanding
Deep knowing
The Universal Dragon
Ever changing
Knowing
Guiding
Loving
Silken Serpent Spin
Wind and unwind
Beyond the Bounds of Time.
Hiroshima
Deadly dust falling
Black rain
Utter evil
Breathing filth
Your food poison
Nowhere to go.
Small child,
Your classroom would seem paradise now if only it was still there.
Despair — defeat
Incomprehension fills every
fibre of your being.
Where is your culture?
Your ancestry? Your inheritance?
Oppression seems like an old fried after the Emperor’s reign.
Long ago a baby was murdered so one evil man could drink his
mother’s milk..
Let her spirit guide you now on your journey.
You have intuitions ancient and Strong as the Mountains.
Your roots lie deep within the Earth.
Go now with the swan and the baby
Help untie this hideous knot.
And on Through Beyond
Weavers of Time
Spinning a spiral Web on threads of Love
Inward and Outward.
Through Time
In Time
All of Time
No Time.
Three small beings vibrating together as One.
Feeling
Caring
Moving
Doing
Sharing.
Increasing their powers………
Europe 1625
Horror upon horror.
Gyn-ocide.
Hideous separation — spirit from body.
Heaven and Earth wrenched apart.
Maniacal misogynistic reformist fanatics…
Stirring fear and hatred in the minds of the stupid and ignorant.
Power over
Achieved through torture of the innocent…
Murder of the intelligentsia…
Rape and violation of the pure and good.
My dearest daughter, forced to watch your Mother’s agony,
My body torn apart.
Beaten, raped, shat upon.
Mutilated bodies of mothers, sisters, daughters, aunties
Piled high as Mountains.
There is always hope daughter,
This imbalance cannot persist.
Our mother, the Earth will not
tolerate such abuse.
Join with the Swan, the Baby and the Child.
The Universe is infinite with
possibilities
Spiralling In Four Souls,
Freed from their torment.
Spiralling in.
Intent, purpose and effect
Inseparable.
The course set
Drawing ever closer
The inevitability of their combined Destinies
Is now perceived with complete
Clarity.
In Her exile,
Banished from Human consciousness,
The very source
Of Life and Nourishment
Spirit of this Planet -
The Earth Dragon Herself
Awaits the moment
When the very need for Her
Will be Her awakening! And so it is
Harmony
Peace
Joy
Love
Understanding
Compassion
The new condition of Humanity!
Filled under: Illustrated Magical Healing Story, Print Available, Watercolour Painting
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