A Son’s Poem

This came up in my FB memories today. My son Westley wrote this poem about me for a school assignment in Jan 2018. 💖😭💖

Poetry assignment for class:

Westley Black
English 10
1/22/18

My Mother

My mother is a goddess
She is the rain, and the sun
The moon and the stars
A mother to a child is home
The first arms you ever laid in
The first house you ever lived in
Her body is a temple like yours and mine
She taught me the power of “No”
And the strength in “Yes”

Her heartbeat is like the drum of the world,
It moves to the sound of the universe
She is a mother, and a sister
An aunt, a friend,
A witch and and a priestess.
A playwright and an entrepreneur
She is strong yet gentle,
She is powerful and yet humble
Her life flows like the river
Rushing and rapid, then calm and deep
She is a child and woman,
A leader and an anarchist
She is all of these things and more
Because she struggled
Her life is neither all dark,
Nor all light
But she is light
Because she chooses.

I’m Not Asking…

Frida Kahlo told her husband,

“I’m not asking you to kiss me, nor apologize to me when I think you’re wrong. I won’t even ask you to hug me when I need it most.

I don’t ask you to tell me how beautiful I am, even if it’s a lie, nor write me anything beautiful. I won’t even ask you to call me to tell me how your day went, nor tell me you miss me.

I won’t ask you to thank me for everything I do for you, nor to care about me when my soul is down, and of course, I won’t ask you to support me in my decisions.

I won’t even ask you to listen to me when I have a thousand stories to tell you. I won’t ask you to do anything, not even be by my side forever.

Because if I have to ask you, I don’t want it anymore.”

Not My Day

Today was not my day,
and that’s ok.
It didn’t have to be,
it didn’t owe me anything.

Today was not my day,
but I’m ok.
It’s nothing a bit of comfort food,
and a cup of tea couldn’t fix.

Today was not my day,
and the world’s not ok.
But perhaps tomorrow,
will be better for us both.

December 15, 2020
~ aurora winddancer

I Carry Your Heart

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)

i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear

no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows. (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud, and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

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