Imbolc I Am

This day 

Imbolc

  

 yet another fluctuation

another tremor

of movement

of beginnings

of changes 

Whispers in my ear

beckoning me

come forth

Be

 the seeds of transformation

doorways and

portals

to other unknown aspects of myself

deeper, truer ways of being

I stand at the threshhold

turn my head and look back

I see

the old 

ways of being

definitions, stories and ideas

of who I was 

morphing

into

who I am

Can I let go?

Allow this transmutation?

A new plant is taking root

A seed

in the darkness of the soil

quivering, waking up

I am not the same seed 

I planted before

It is new

It is different

I feel tender waves of fear

washing upon the shores of my consciousness

Subtle, almost invisible changes 

of immense power

I draw on the power 

of the Fierce Goddess within

 Fire and Will

and wrap myself in a cloak of tenderness

I am not alone

Gently 

 with strength 

I step through 

into acceptance 

embracing this new seed

that I am 

that I Am...

Yes!

I Am!

Blessed Be your Journeys