Take my hand…

Thank you for spending some time with me! I hope you find something here that brings you Joy, comforts your heart, inspires your soul, or stimulates your mind.

I am a Poet, Priestess, Songwriter, Singer, Mother, Mystic, Music Maker, Tantric, Teacher, Student, Aspiring Author, Playwright-In-The-Making, Ritualist, Thespian, and writer of esoteric musings about Life, Love, The Universe, and why people do the strange things we do.

For me, this is the beginning of an adventure to pursue my passion for writing, harness my voice and develop my skills, and share some beauty with the world. Walk with me a moment or two, and hear the Words Dancing on the Wind.

I Am The Light

Qualities That Qualify

A while back one of my best friends advised me to sit and really think about, and write down, what qualities I value in people, and what I find attractive. I resisted at first, but she said to me “You should do this so that you’ll have clarity on what’s really important to you, and what you feel makes a person a positive healthy connection – so that when you meet someone who aligns with your values you’ll recognize them.” So I did.

Here’s my Qualities That Qualify

Integrity, intelligence, wisdom, humility, kindness, compassion, trustworthiness, authenticity, strength in the face of adversity, the courage to be vulnerable, curiosity, drive to accomplish their dreams, willingness to do the work of becoming the best version of themselves they can be, a love of learning, a desire to serve and give back, passion for what truly matters to them, self mastery, strong ethics, a person who reads and pursues knowledge, is interested in science, philosophy, history, and can sustain thought provoking conversation.

Depth. An open mind, an ability to listen for understanding the other person.

Spiritual awareness – in any form that helps them grow and feel connection to the world around them and to themselves.

Personal power. A man who lives his life standing on his own two feet, facing a Universe that can crush him in a million ways, with a smile, confidence, and a heart full of Love to give.

I don’t care how beautiful the packaging is, if there’s an empty box inside. But a person with these qualities is Gorgeous, no matter what they look like.

Destiny – Chapter One

“Can I keep you?”
He whispered, eyes shining
Like the moon and stars had
Left the skies and taken up
New residence within his blue
The passions of our kisses
Not like a first, but a reunion
Of lovers kept long apart
By circumstances beyond our control
An eternal embrace finally restored
Two hearts united once more
“Yes.” I replied with certainty
We’ve been together in our dreams
For years, I’ve loved you beyond time
Our future has already been seen
Each step leading us to this moment
Our destiny has come now
We step forward coalesced
Our souls entwined
Into the next chapter
Of the Life we will write
As One

~ aurora winddancer
November 19, 2020

The One Day Wager

Choosing not to settle for what you know isn’t right for you and won’t bring you happiness or health can be so hard when you Really want to believe that it might “someday”. That “one day” wager is so tempting and seductive, a false hope that a connection, person, relationship, job, situation that is Not good for you Now, will “someday” miraculously be better, be good for you, meet your needs later, if you’re patient, if you invest, if you give enough, if you wait long enough, if you are “good enough” – but “Someday” never comes. And sacrificing our happiness and health now, sacrificing our needs and dreams and well-being now so we can gaslight ourselves into believing in a fantasy “someday” only makes us miserable Now AND in the future when our hopes and fantasies about “someday” don’t manifest.

If what is in front of you Right Now isn’t Right For You Right Now… It won’t be better later. Don’t settle, let go of what isn’t right for you. Or you risk Missing out on something that would be right for you when it appears because you’re busy, distracted by and wrapped up in pouring yourself into a “someday” fantasy with something that isn’t even meeting your needs or adding to your happiness now.

Fever Dreams

Stubbled beard on inner thighs

In fevered dreams I moan and sigh

Your fingers trace across my skin

Though you’re not here, you’re only in

My lust-filled mind imagining

The taste of you tasting me

My body heated trembling

As fingers play where you had been

In the dream from which I’ve awakened

Wishing you were there again

I close my eyes to look into yours

My ears strain to hear your words

Whispered in my mind as I slept

Between dreams and imaginings

The tingling feelings that have kept

Me up so late with thoughts of you

I’m aching to know if you kiss

The way that I imagine you do

~ aurora winddancer

September 22, 2020

Standards

Are my standards too high
Can you rise to the occasion with me
Will you stretch for the prize
Or complain I’m out of reach

I know what I want
I know what I deserve
I know what I need
And I know well my worth

My heart is not discounted
There’s no bargain for my touch
My love is not on sale
And I don’t settle for less

I know my kiss is priceless
My affections worth more than gold
This woman is top shelf quality
Don’t ask me to lower my standards

~ aurora winddancer

Ruth Bader Ginsburg

Justice Incarnated

When great trees fall
rocks on distant hills shudder
lions hunker down
in tall grasses
and even elephants
lumber after safety

When great trees fall
in forests
small things recoil into silence
their senses
eroded beyond fear

When great souls die
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile
We breathe, briefly
Our eyes, briefly
see with
a hurtful clarity
Our memory, suddenly sharpened
examines
gnaws on kind words
unsaid
promised walks
never taken

Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us
Our souls
dependent upon their
nurture
now shrink, wizened
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance, fall away
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance of
dark, cold
caves

And when great souls die
after a period peace blooms
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us
They existed. They existed
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed

― Maya Angelou