sitting on the dry picnic benches
with feet melting in the ankle deep slush
we did a grounding meditation- letting
the energies of mother earth
rise up through the sand, dirt, rocks,
mud, slush- and finally to feeding
our feet--feeling the pulse of our mother,
we celebrate her vibrations
earth, as receptive feminine-
knows we've been calling &
imploring to be anchored
grounded into the planet we say we live in
she may rumble and break
she may scream and shake
sending blizzards and quakes
as she tenderly helps us WAKE UP!
Kate Lamberg
Blydenburgh park photo by Kate Lamberg
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