Wednesday, January 12, 2011

when wild womyn love

we grow
we change
yet we remain
exactly who we are.

our essence
just below the surface shines
undeniably bright
in shades of rainbow hues.

we laugh 
we sing
we love

and our freedom is without shame.


we grow 
we change
yet we remain true
to exactly who we are.

reaching out ~ arms extended ~ hearts alive

we paint our dreams to glow and sparkle
lighting up the darkness

and all the while
we dance
we sing
we share
we live

we love and are free.

~ danielle helen ray dickson





beautiful photography of Zena Holloway


Tuesday, January 11, 2011

1.11.11

god whispers poetry in 
organic
fractal
geometric verse




a selection of beautiful earthworks.... our yard shall house some this summer - very excited!


we shine in love

calm
clear
empowered
intentional
aware

honouring one another
we become mirrors
reflecting truth and beauty

face to face
naked without shame
words without regret
passion without possession

like two windows breaking light
we shine in love

~ danielle helen ray dickson


** photo credit Rebecca Danielson

Monday, January 10, 2011

another word for going home


outside in
lost 
chasing
breaking
stopping
being

smiling I see it now - inside out
was always there within me

everything was actually just … inside out


everything I thought 
everything I knew
everything I was
unraveled and transformed


light and darkness 
perfect just the way I am


embraced
healed
loved

... free

~ danielle helen ray dickson

awakening to peach beach


for many years since childhood
there was a storm within me
i could never explain
or escape from

most days it would just be the wind blowing
or rain falling gently 

but every once in a while
if the conditions were just right

a terrifying eruption would break out
removing friends and family
tearing down fences and safe places to hide
ripping up gardens and flowers
which had just begun to grow

nothing ever made it
nothing was safe


awakening in the morning sun today
i realized
there are no storms on the horizon
its as clear as the eye can see – and all there is, is NOW, this moment...


my tornado has gone to sleep


maybe it rests
beside the storms that used to hit your shores?
or maybe it laid down alone.

either way 
i like these blue skies and sunny days
i like the gardens and blossoming flowers now growing

there is no more need for the the safe places
cause there is no need for hiding, running or that foreign feeling ... fear


all I taste, smell, feel, hear, and see
is love

~ danielle helen ray dickson

metamorphosis

something is changing
i feel it as each moment passes

each fear i know all too well
making their way up and out


surfacing with a burst

some violent
some silent
some just fade…

the shifting and shedding of my shell

making room
making way
making me aware of so much more… 

change is here.


like a déjà vu that echoes for miles within me
each moment washes over me and i observe

i used to try to hold on
like it would matter more
if i kept just a small piece
of every moment


in observation
i open myself up

i make a choice
i let go…


everything feels so familiar
and foreign all at once
as though i am between
two known points of destination

only to realize the journey is the now
and now is all that matters

is all that is real
now.

something has changed

a beautiful metamorphosis
not of a face
not of a body

but a life.


~ danielle helen ray dickson
02-27-09

calling myself home


inside me are all the secrets i seek
written inside my eyelids
on the curves of my hips 
and the grooves of my fingertips

deep within me lie the answers
to questions i have been pondering since i was six
about nature, god and the universe


slowly as time has passed
they have presented themselves
and i have voiced them out loud
in attempt to make them more real

because something inside me
wants to doubt it
something made of shadows and darkness
wants me to believe
its just foolish to think


you have everything you need within

but a stronger pull tells me otherwise


it reminds me it has been with me since i can remember
guiding me towards those questions and answers
lighting my way
when i had forgotten
i in fact had the light all along


shadows fading in the light shining out from within


it has always been me.

i have the answers
i know the secrets
i am full
of love n’ light

it had always been me
calling myself home.

~  danielle helen ray dickson (09-09-08)