Tears of Grief ~ Tears of Joy

When the Goddess weeps she washes the world.

Our world is shedding un-cried tears. The more we hold back, the more intense our shortages become.

Quick tears of fear, Hot tears of hurt, Heaving sobs of heartache, A Heart swelled with awe and wonder, giving water to what is dying…

What if the tears we shed are truly shed for joy? Joy in becoming, Joy in releasing, Pure and clear, tears of simple JOY.

Where is the joy beneath the pain? The trust beyond the anger?

Where have we been truly mislead? What point have we missed entirely, by hiding ourselves away instead?

Has She been missed at all, or loved, or honored, forgotten, or only misunderstood?

Weeping wailing, flooding, gale-ing, the heavens mirror our withholds from Her Love.

As the Great Mother opens Her floodgates, we move with her swells, flow with her currents, ripple along her waves, and love with hearts washed clean and hopeful.

No turbulence is without its purifying blessing.

Open the heart, still the mind.

We only fight the waters of our lies.

May She Grant us Peace, Truth, and Clarity.