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Pathways

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I walk a different path
Always have
My steps converging with others
Once in a while
When the water drifts close
And my spirit vessel recognizes kindred hearts

They sync for a time
Joyous song
Dancing in harmony together

Until there is a tug inside
A whisper
The current changes, and I must go

Not a goodbye, not an ending
A course alteration
There is no need to follow
I revel in the solitary
I am here with you, always
Wishing you well

As we travel our destined star pathways
Guided by inner light
Seeking our own travel to the source.

For the Sisters of the Sacred Circle, I love you.
Amy Dionne, 2016

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A Yule Blessing and Solstice Wish

in the woods

In a shadowed time as the dark seeps in
May the flame find its spark
As the days are short and fleeting
May the inner compass guide true
When the cold permeates the stillness
May the flame find its spark
If the soul is worn and heart-weary
May the comfort of friends ease the hurt
To find the way through winter’s chill
Gather heart and light and warmth within

Amy Dionne, 2015

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When Daylight Leaves

When Daylight Leaves

As the light recedesMoonrise
A shroud of darkness descends
Little snippets of joy
Bring sorrow instead

Heart mired in shadow
Coated with black
Lethargy spreads
Immobilized limbs

The soul keens silently
Echoes Its pain under the skin
Bruised knees battered from the ground

Did not ask for this
Do not want this
Anguish from foggy reason

All details magnified
A cut, becomes a slice, becomes a gaping wound
Unbalanced by a tear
Choking on the ones held back

Flat on the ground
Rocks rip skin
Pressed by burden
Without, within
Weighted
Paralyzed with desperation

Mind’s battle
Fake smile
Hidden light
A puppet with routine strings
Dance of shadow

One step, another
Forward only by will
Seeking light
Finding none
Holding on

Just holding on

 

Amy Dionne, 2015

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The Door Within

inner doorVision of hidden realms within
Behind the inner door
A beacon of journey’s end

Obscured by false fog
Lured away with shiny promises
The key won’t turn
Clues change constantly
Secrets guarding the path

Frustrations mount on twisted pathways
Draped with haunted memories
Harsh words, and bitter regrets

Valiant efforts
Yet the door won’t open
Stuck
Warped shut
Blocked by jagged layers of tangled arguments
Veiled misunderstandings
Warped by time
Kicking batters the door
Fevered curses blister the lock

Sinking against the door
Unyielding
Structure hard on weary bones
Despair clings
Heartache swirls
Hope escapes through tears

Lost
Damaged
Broken
An empty shattered husk

Until all is given up
Until all is surrendered
Until all past versions release

Gentle caress of a new breeze
A wedge of light
Another door
No lock
Swung ajar

The true door was present all along
Unseen until freedom permeated old realities
Former ways that no longer served
Beliefs wrapped in false trimmings

Only the journey knew the way

Amy Dionne, 2015

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Transformation

Transformation
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Transformation
Is not optional
Life doesn’t wait for us
To catch up
Run through the bush with thorns
The blood is supposed to be there
One way or another
Arrive

Broken, battered, bleeding
Still, you show up
Find things are different
Than your perceptions
They exist as they should

Pull off the expectations
Cease trying to shape
What cannot be controlled
There is no winning

There is only becoming

Amy Dionne, 2015

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Awakening

Yesterday I woke up
To my own powerfalls
To cease being small
To embrace the wild within

Today I rose up
Decided not to hide
Determined to live fully
Dedicated to my true self

Tomorrow I fly
Chasing dreams
Cascading with my heart’s desires
Conquering fear and doubt

For my life
I dance, I sing, I laugh
Breathing in, letting go,
Knowing who I am

Amy Dionne, 2015

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My Wish for Imbolc

holding candle

Time dawns anew
Formulate seeds
Intentions
Gather goals
Incubate
Future promise

Patience
Generate heat within
Create from soul
Heart pours
Progress grows
From inner light
Push past frustration
The urge to give up
To walk away

Around the bend
Ignition
Spark
Flare
Connection

Wait for that moment
Start at the beginning
Refuse to give up
Lay the foundation
Build it well

Amy Dionne, 2015

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Center of a Dark Mind

Wander through the caves
The recesses of a charred mind
Alcoves of mystery
Reveal heartache, pain, loss
Cobwebs hide the dark entrance
Clingy strands of memories
Stick to the heart
Brush off the strings
That won’t let go

Wander into the darkness
The inner soul of truth
Reflections of clarity
Show the tarnished center
Hidden confessions, weary secrets
Tied tight from the ropes of fear
Gray, lifeless heart
Raw and scarred
Fibers poking in soft flesh
A constant reminder

Wander into the fog of reality

Amy Dionne, 2014

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Truth speaks in whispers of time

Maybe I’ve been away from my journal too long.

Those random, dark, annoying thoughts crowding my head are now turning the conduits sour. Cutting circulation. Making me wonder why I picked up a pen in the first place. Sliding a sharp knife between the ribs that isn’t felt until it’s in to the hilt. This isn’t limb severing. It’s core damage. It’s cheek muscles hurting from holding back tears. It’s feeling your rib cage shudder from silent sobbing. It’s past any comfort point.

Tear my heart out of my chest as it still beats and slice through the ties. It might feel better then. At least the hurt would ease.

Nothing goes deep enough, dark enough, true enough.

Truth only speaks in the whispers of time.