all delusions were set out in the meadow for scavengers
along with all the seeds she didn’t start this year
she had prophetic dreams
she barely touched her tarot
he now lives entirely outside of her heart
she showed up first, but only as her second, or third choice
then, she died days later, in hospice, at 56,
and presumably,
knows now that she couldn’t take it with her, Egyptian-Pharaonic style
blood and cultural descendants of holocaust survivors are revelling in an ongoing genocide
and someone finally inspected his spots,
but leopards cannot change theirs
some of us, are just about ‘dat’ life, she re-learned
others, lie to themselves about their innocence,
or responsibility, including me,
we are all stereotypes
radical self-promotion and self-reinforcing mediocrity are apparently the new power couple,
she didn’t make it to the Remedios Varo show at the Art Institute of Chicago – with, and on, purpose.
her bones began to ache during sunlight, too, so that’s new,
”People incapable of guilt usually do have a good time.”
Month: December 2023
House and Lineage of Mary
“We are all called to be mothers of God, for God is always waiting to be born.”
— Meister Eckhart, 13th century German mystic
2013, Portage Park, Chicago
The Christmas narrative speaks to us beyond a phenomenal story about Mary and the Baby Jesus. It tells us about an inbreak of God's consciousness into the world. Inbreaks of the Divine require a flexible mind capable of letting go of every acquired concept of God. God gnosis is quite different from religious, historical, and any other kind of knowledge. The first emerges from within, throwing open our inner gates; the latter comes from without.Continue reading “House and Lineage of Mary”
Tau +Rosamonde Ikshvàku Miller+, 2012
December 23rd, of the year of great loss, 2023
On the eve of Christmas Eve, whether Jesus the Christ be a historical human being or mythical figure doesn’t matter — what we know about Jesus of the Gospels, canonized and gnostic is that [t]he[y] would abhor and denounce, the United States and State of Israel with their Temples and Capitols and Pentagons full of woeful Pharisee hypocrites, money-changers and weapons-makers.
To those who have the eyes to see and the ears to hear, witness and listen:
May the Christ within you, awaken, then enrage and enflame your hearts with a love for all who merely want to live in peace upon and with the Earth.
We are all potential Christs.
The birth, transfiguration, death and resurrection was only ever that of the human heart — and is a completely possible and intentional evolution —not one aquired through a miraculous birth or by divine intercession, painful sacrifice or a physical resurrection:
to love the Earth and all Life upon it — in every manger, crib, burrow, nest, pasture, estuary or den.
Everyone knows universally exactly what universal Love means.
Everyone knows what Love is no matter how much they try and complicate and qualify its clear and simple tenets:
Love is respect, care, compassion, equity, equality, freedom, justice, mercy and dignity.
And, that on Day 78 of Israel’s ongoing genocide of the People of Palestine and decimation of Gaza for the further theft of Palestinian land for Western corporations’ gas leases and a Zionist mono-ethno-state,
I again rebuke the State of Israel and the United States government.
Peace be unto a Free Palestine!
Peace be unto a Free Congo!
Oh, Tonantzin, Our Mother, Our Lady of Guadalupe!
Today, on the feast day of La Virgen de Guadalupe, from the valley and river of the wolves,
who is and always was Tonantzin, the Nahuas’ Universal Mother of Earth, they being one and the same parthenogenetic Creatrix-entity of Life —and of Death, here on Earth:
In the name of Tonantzin, I rebuke the State of Israel and the United States
— both nations stand defiantly in their ongoing slaughter of 18,000 human beings so far — nearly all of those killed — are Palestinian civilians and more than half of them are children — hundreds of thousands more are injured, maimed — in tremendous pain, suffering from unfathomable loss, from hunger, thirst, and disease — and dispossessed of and displaced from their mothers, families, beds, kitchens, homes, pets, art, schools, toys, lifework — and land,
and the Western and Eastern global capitalist powers — in their protracted genocide, mass exploitation, enslavement and dispossession of the People of Congo,
I call to and incant unto Tonantzin for the downfall of these two seated governments, and of the despots and oligarchs, that are a scourge on this good Earth and all Life upon it.
May these demons be stricken by Her snakes and devoured by Her wolves and may their bones be cast into the eternal inferno with not one cinder or ash remaining. Forgotten Forever.
Continue reading “Oh, Tonantzin, Our Mother, Our Lady of Guadalupe!”GLOBAL STRIKE: FREE PALESTINE, Ceasefire! REBUKE Israel & the U.S.!
GLOBAL, GENERAL STRIKE FOR PALESTINE!
STRIKE, PICKET, WALKOUT, BOYCOTT !
NO WORK, NO SHOPPING,
NO SCHOOL!
NO BANKING! NO BUYING!
an atheist mother’s conversion
now, i lay me down to sleep
now, i rise me up to wake
Allahu Akbar!
always on my tongue
unblissed
only
white men
can afford ignorance
at their headquarters
at the headwaters
everyone
downstairs
downstream
must be vigilantly
unblissed
definition | author | proof of life:
foremost Earthling, crone,
and mother to a golden boy;
nightly traveler into liminality;
mostly obeisant
to intuition & premonition;
poet, writer;
heart-sleeved,
bleeding heart pessimist;
devoted friend of crows (at last),
meadow-restorer/tender,
& long-lost sister to snakes, bats and coyotes,
deer & bluebird whisperer,
seed saver, food grower,
an admirer and propagator
of lilacs, hydrangeas,
sycamores, mulberries, pawpaws and oaks;
dna-tested kin to goldenrod, milkweed,
bison, cottonwoods, thistle and monarchs;
wader into ephemeral and glacial
lakes and deep snow;
Moon’s luminous, loyal daughter
& Sun’s prodigal, ever-questioning shadow
equally;
devout, ecstatic
desert, forest and river worshipper;
reverent of and humbly deferent to
bear, wolf, moose, elk & bighorn sheep and hummingbirds;
a mountain, canyon, valley,
prairie and beach walker;
i swam and swam and swam my way alive.
the limineen | earthling, poet & crone 