Divine Nature

Prepare to be inspired! This photo set holds the attention like an ancient monument… too big to grasp with the eyes… yet understood immediately by some deeper consciousness… primordial form… Goddess Incarnate. LOVE!

 

“Albino Boa Constrictor” Portland, Oregon. June 2013 “Snakes symbolizes transformation; shedding of the old and embracing of the new.”

“Albino Boa Constrictor”
Portland, Oregon. June 2013
“Snakes symbolizes transformation; shedding of the old and embracing of the new.”

“This project is a series of images that represents the crossroad where woman meets the divine spirit of nature in the form of animals, and where she embraces it. There’s a long history in shamanic traditions and ancient cultures where humans have imbued themselves with the special qualities that animals have and their relationship to the world. Eating a part of the animal, or wearing a part of the animal, or using the animal as a totem deeply permeates us with their special powers. We want to come back to that state of grace where we are aligned with nature as animals are in the right relationship with their environment.”—Holly Wilmeth

“Olive Ridley Turtle Shell”  Mazunte, Oaxaca, Mexico. February 2013 “The turtle symbolizes Mother Earth as well as being well-centered and well-grounded in life.”

“Olive Ridley Turtle Shell”
Mazunte, Oaxaca, Mexico. February 2013
“The turtle symbolizes Mother Earth as well as being well-centered and well-grounded in life.”

Learn more about the artist at her website: http://www.hollywilmeth.com

Visit the original article here: Musings: Holly Wilmeth’s Divine Nature | PROOF.

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The Sacred Work

The Sacred Work

is the work for which

you were born.

It is that which

is encoded in you

in every fiber of being

that houses your

bright spirit.

If you listen

it will call to you

from the inside.

Asking, calling,

even begging

for you to release

it from its cage

of reason.

Of logic.

Of acting normal.

Getting it right.

Waiting for ‘ready’.

If you listen it

is knocking from

the door inside.

Do you know

where that door is

upon which

is written

your holy name?

The name that

belongs to the part

of you that knows

who you are?

The name you

struggle with

or don’t dare to say

out loud?

For fear of being

hurt, or heard?

Healer.

Teacher.

Leader.

Changemaker.

Priestess.

Artist.

Poet.

Storyteller.

Wayshower.

Guide.

Curandera.

Cantadora.

Medicine woman.

Writer.

Shaman.

Seer.

Dreamer.

The time has come,

even today.

For those who are able

to rise into the work

called

sacred.

If you feel anxiety,

fatigue, if you wonder

what it is all about.

If you wonder when your

time will come.

There is only one thing

I know that is the remedy

for this over-culturation

that keeps us captured

from our soul’s deepest song.

It is this:

To declare your sacred work.

– Shiloh Sophia ♥

via Yellow-magnetic Seed @Facebook.

Black Madonna:::She who Accompanies the White and the Red

The Black Madonna. You know her, we all know her in memory, – she is hidden behind a sacred black veil, and when we call to her that veil is immediately parted and she sits in silent acknowledgement of our (male or female) deepest being. She is the dark aspect of the goddess, the one that accompanies the white and the red. Wise, benevolent, and unthinkably strong and wise, she is also known as “Sophia”, the one who sees all, is shocked by nothing, and knows all. She is our Great Mother, the one who embraces us in silence when our concerns are too difficult for common understanding. Never judging, never questioning, she is the one who hears, then knows, and unflinchingly provides answers though her vast reserves of wisdom. She is the one who pushes us forward and provides strength, lending hers to ours, and being part of our body so we can do what we must.

…There is a fascination around her that defies description. Nothing is ever lost, only waiting to be rediscovered. She is our connection to the earth.

The “black” in question is hardy yet soft, earthy rich, absolutely protective, enveloping like a mothering cloak, wise, forgiving and nurturing.

There are connections to her with the original earth goddesses, so there is sustenance in going to her, sitting in front of her in a shrouded grotto, wooded hill slope, or her shape carved out tree. Or she can appear to us out of a void, just when we need her most. She knows all and understands all, when we don’t.

Imogen Crest

via TheGypsyPriestess@FB Pages.

Alpha/Omega

For I am the first and the last

I am the venerated and the despised

I am the prostitute and the saint

I am the wife and the virgin

I am the mother and the daughter

I am the arms of my mother

I am barren and my children are many

I am the married woman and the spinster

I am the woman who gives birth and she

who never procreated

I am the consolation for the pain of birth

I am the wife and the husband

And it was my man who created me

I am the mother of my father

I am the sister of my husband

And he is my rejected son

Always respect me

For I am the shameful and the magnificent one

Hymn to Isis, Great Mother of All

Third or Fourth Century B.C.

Discovered in Nag Hammadi

via Facebook.

Shedding

“Although shedding is difficult for all of us, for a woman to shed what has falsely hidden her more authentic experience is a great liberation. The freedom felt after the loss of persona is spiritually nourishing, and the creativity released from within can be enormous, allowing her to create herself in a more ‘true’ form. This is the process I am calling female shamanism—an ongoing shedding of false selves in favor of the active development of more authentic forms of expression.”
“The snake is the ancient totem of women all over the world and speaks to the lunar nature of feminine biological evolution. A woman’s natural timing is cyclical, circular, spiral, nonlinear, and nonrational. Women need to replace their crystllized identities, as these shatter or dissolve through the shamanic process, with a deliberately fluid ego-identity. If a woman can begin to appreciate and cultivate the value of an identity that is always changing, continually in flux, never completely solid, she begins to align with what shamans and Buddhists describe as ‘reality.’ Those with the sight to see into the world of energy, see that everythong is made of energy, and energy is always in motion. The rest of the world is practicing to become able to accept and tolerate this vision of reality, which is in conflict with the one we were originally taught to believe.”
~ Vicki Noble from Shakti Woman: Feeling Our Fire, Healing Our World – The New Female Shamanism

Shed skins in favor of more authentic forms~ | MYSTICMAMMA.COM : consciousness, spirituality, wisdom, inspiration.

butterflies flutterby… sipping turtle tears… helping them to multiply… for years and years and years..

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Butterflies Sipping turtle Tears

In Ecuador’s Yasuní National Park, butterflies sip a yellow-spotted river turtle’s tears. The mineral-rich liquid helps the insects reproduce. In exchange, the reptile gets a good eye-cleaning.
Photo by Pete Oxford/Minden Pictures