The Altar of my Womb

I arrive at the Divine altar of my Womb

Honoring all the pains and hurts that have lived here

Calling them by name

Dancing wildly for the sacred rage that burns

Dancing wildly for the sacred grief that drowns

Dancing wildly for the sacred shame that cowers

I bow, shakingly, at the altar of my heart

On my knees, I cry "I am Holy!!

On my knees, I cry " I am Innocent!

On my knees....I am but a devotee to the love that continues to dwell within me.

The sacred flame that never extinguishes.

I drum to the beat within

I chant, sing and howl to the hum that sings on

The smoke of rose and myrrh stir and cleanse the residues of betrayal that continue to haunt here.

Calling upon my ancestors who guide me

The ancient ones who remind me of how proud they are of all the courage I continue to summon to clear our lineage of rape and violence, silenced voices and muffled cries.

How I keep coming back to the altar of my Womb to weep and dance and Express and Feel.

How I bow to the one before me and that which dwells within.

The sacred holy altar of my Heart and Womb.

I keep coming back, returning again and again.

And this is How I Heal

And this is How I Pray