A Woman Alone

A Woman Alone

Somewhere between
“I deserve better” and
“What if better doesn’t exist?”
There is a long dark field
Of lonely emptiness

Where the strong good women live
Who have not found the Love
They deserve With another
So they endure, and subsist
On their Love for themselves

Their integrity and dignity,
Their hopes and dreams
Having learned not to tolerate abuses,
Not to settle for the thousand excuses
They build their Lives alone

They create for themselves their homes
They find strength within,
In the darkest nights
When there are no arms to hold them
And no comfort from their fight

To exist in a world designed
To make Everything harder
For a woman who must survive
On her own,
In a world run by men

Where a woman alone
Is a woman unloved, unwanted,
Unworthy, without the comfort
Of a partner who cares,
Who loves, who helps

Carry the load of the work of living
Without the Joy of being Loved
Of being Chosen, they must choose
To go on, to be strong
To not give in to grief

This world is so hard
For women who are alone
For mothers who raise children
On their own, who must shoulder
Every burden and responsibility

With out the support of another
A world designed for couples
Where many hands
Make lighter the work
And the Happiness found

In sharing special moments
With someone you love,
Who loves you in return
Is a fairytale we long for
But lose hope that we will ever find

Some where between
“I deserve to be truly loved” and
“Dear God, it’s so hard to be
so Completely alone”
Is a place of heartbreaking loneliness.

I’ve been living here so long,
I’m not sure if there’s anything else.
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The Power of Names

I was born with a different name. Given by parents who didn’t want me and didn’t love me, yet selfishly my father named me after himself. I grew up acutely aware that I was unloved. When I heard the beginning of the story of Sleeping Beauty as a little girl, that her parents named her Aurora after the dawn, because she brought light into their lives, I wished to be loved like that.

When I passed through my first initiation in my teens, I was asked to choose a new name. I chose Aurora Victoria WindDancer – “Light’s Victory”, because I knew I was loved as a source of Light by the Gods and Goddesses, and the ancestors, and the guides, and guardians and I was a wanted child of the Universe. WindDancer – because of my affinity for air and the pure joy I feel when I call the Winds to dance around me.

I changed my legal name to Aurora in my 30’s when I realized that there was no one in my life who knew that person I used to be anymore.

Taking a magickal name is a sacred act of self-actualization, and the creation of connection between one’s mortal self and one’s immortal Soul and the Divine. Most people use their spiritual names only in private, or among their closest friends in their spiritual community. And for many years this was true for me as well.  However, as my life within the Pagan/Tantric/Spiritual communities in Oregon/WA grew to become the largest part of my life, as my Community became my Family, as I trained and studied and learned and taught and served, as I became a Queen, and a Priestess – more people in my life knew me as Aurora, than as the name I was given by those biological parents so long ago.  So I made a decision to fully embrace Who I Am and to take My chosen name as my legal name, and to let the past of my painful childhood fade away with the birth name that I let go.

David Revealed

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Sheer Perfection Instantaneous Reaction Dangerous Addiction Sweet Torment of Perdition Michelangelo Would Weep To See His Greatest Work Compete With Such A Form Complete Should David And David Meet Many Visions Of Beauty And Grace The Gods Create In Their Sacred Space Few Can Compare In Form Or Face To The One Who Held Me In His Embrace Hold Fast To The Memories What Was Seen With The Eyes Fingers Traced From Chest To Thighs Make Evermore The Heart More Wise When I Am Old And My Body Aged I Will Look Back Upon My Youthful Days Remembering How David Swept Me Away And Michaelangelo Had Nothing To Say #poetry #michaelangelo #david #nudebeauty #masculine #WordsDancingOnTheWind #WindDancerWritings #Muse #masculinebeauty

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How I Want To Live & Die

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