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gratitude
May 2009 
To all the wonderful women in my world
Nara-Narayana
By dissection the dream man seeks for answers within his dream. To leave his vicious circle he has to unify his energy with that of his reflection, the female, for her gender wields the energy of sustenance and that is love.
Those of us who are of male gender would do well to re-evaluate our most valued, dissection and analysing intellect, and look toward womankind as such for some answers. Intellect splits -- intuition unifies. When woman comes into knowledge of her Power-Source, we shall stand speechless before her awesome power. She represents the nourishing and sustaining aspect of God, and what is more, she knows of magic. She unifies, she does not dissect. Her energy can be likened to an aquarium, displaying clarity, yet having mysterious depths with iridescent fish dashing in the sparkling rays of sunlight piercing the water -- an entrancing scene of hues of dark greens and blues. Male energy is the one which drains the water from this bewitching world and finishes up with a salad of indefinable algae. But at least he went to the 'bottom of things', now he can file it away. That it lost its life in the process does not matter -- another hole in his curiosity is filled.
Woman hears an ancient song in her breast and remembers what man has long forgotten. She still knows where Santa lives. She can still lead her little ones to where the unicorn and undine play with gnome and elf, where the water-gods enchant fairyfolk -- she knows the poetry of the wind. She is a sorceress and as she passes by, fauns begin to whisper to the leprechauns that she can still tell the tale of the moon goddess on a full moon night. Blessed be she -- indeed -- for she is mystery, she knows the magic of God. A world only beknown to her and little children. The World of love. --Peter O. Erbe: God I am
I thank each and every woman in my life and in this community, and in the world for the gift that they bring to this wonderful world.
The Love of God - women
I would be lost within my thoughts,
like a storm upon the ocean's spread,
tossed about the rough waters within my head.
The love that women have shared with me;
I learned, for what I so yearned to be.
Women, the gift that God has sent to me;
has set me free - to feel my heart, and know such peace.
This love I now see, will never cease, for this I cherish,
and know will never perish; inside of me.
I now see the light inside my heart, which can never depart.
Without this love, I would surely be dead, within my head;
like a fish without it's gills, living life without it skills.
Since this gift, my life did shift - my world unfurled - like a rose,
shedding it's prose; my life was hurled, into this beautiful world.
Receiving this gift that grows, from my heart it flows.
I love the peace that women bring - into this world - our lives do sing.
with pleasure I say, "thank you, thank you, thank you" with all my heart
for love does mend, and to that end, my love I send.
To all you beautiful women; Amen!
Much love for you all.
~Namaste~
*deep bow*
Brian
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Indeed we do drain from their potential… but i think that makes us more like them…. She represents the nourishing and sustaining aspect of God, and what is more, she knows of magic. She unifies, she does not dissect.
Blessed be she – indeed – for she is mystery, she knows the magic of God. A world only beknown to her and little children.
Thank you Brian for this wonderful ode to women. Much love and blessings to you, a gift to everyone one of us, man or woman!