What if we looked to the
ancient Being that resides
within us?
What if we listened to Her
voice and purpose for being?
Listened to the Ancients and
their stories of our karmic legacy?
Perhaps it is not about becoming
more than we already are.
Perhaps it’s about un-becoming,
stripping away all the enculturated
descriptives as we return to the
raw, sweet nakedness of our Soul.
She knows, but we cannot hear
Her for all the outside noise.
Sometimes though when we’re
really still and all is silent,
we can hear her as she speaks,
knowing her hunger for the real
is primal and essential for life.
For like the wolf stalking her prey,
Anything…
Everything…
Else
Is
Death.
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Pegi, thank you so much. More and more I feel this “unbecoming” shadowing me as I shift and change… well, everything. It is essential I feel for our existence – both as an individual and a planet. Blessings, Arlene
This is wonderful, thank you so much Arlene Bailey. “The Unbecoming” echoes with the path of uncolonization that we need to embrace, to return to the eternal values of the matriarchal soul and our intra existence with the wild, both within and without. How marvelous that an entire philosophy can be summed up in one short poem!