We are spiritual and somatic.
We are energy embodied.
We are psychology and chemistry.
We are emotional and natural.
We are electricity grounded in eccentricity.
We are both/and beings.
We are mediums of the medial interstitial matrice.
We are stardust, we are water.
We are soil
animated by identity, inhabiting sovereignty
We are wave We are particle
We are dancing on the equal sign of alchemy.
We go both ways, we are two-spirited being
inhabiting a constellation of being.
We are Source at Cause within Creation.
We are Soul Enthroned
having a body experience.
We are the habitat for mystery
as she reveal herself through us.
We are her poetry!
Behold! We are her poetry
We are earthen-star beings
encoded with the original climax of becoming
through the womb of our milk-way ma. YA!
We are creators
and destroyers.
We finding our way home
to a constellation of being which is us,
so often unaware of who we really are.
I mean, who are you really? Do you know?
We are the medium
between the tiniest known and the largest known.
We are the universe having a family through us.
May we be good company
and tell even better stories.
May we remember our relationship
to our sense of place within our body,
within the frameworks of our earthen home.
May we remember everything has life,
we are all of life and all of life is us.
Everything, everything is alive.
Everything is our kin.
My kin! I honor you, I honor you.
We are all souls having an experience of being.
We are spiritual and somatic coordinates.
We are consciousness and we are voice.
We are imagination and we are mind.
We are identity and the one who inhabits it.
We are creativity and self-expression.
We are intuition and sensuality.
We are bliss and we are orgasm
remembering our beauty with power.
We are lovers, oh yes, we are lovers,
remembering how to love with every breath
breathe with me, breathe with me…
Let us discover the union communion we ache for
With every breath we remember more.
And more. We remember
we are “both and beings”
Revelation reveals access
to the hidden places within
When I remember me,
I remember you. I remember you
Do you remember me? I do.
I called you from before space was space
and time and was time.
You called me before the birth of stars.
It is your voice I followed here,
how your call shaped me,
called me to incarnate and become
in this cooling sack of stars
within this intricate and emotional
constellation of being.
Oh the great forgetting of our origins,
and then the spending a lifetime remembering!
What would be possible if we didn’t have to spend
so much time remembering, what would be possible
if we could just become?
Beloved. Beloved.
The indelible ink of you has marked my soul
When I see you, my body remembers you,
my spirit bows to you.
The acknowledgement of kinship in creation
brings peace, amidst the chaos.
We are formed from the same star stuff
as the nebula and the redwood tree,
I stand in awe of Creator creating creation
and our own capacity to intentionally create.
May we be good company
for the life happening through us,
as we form the sacred context called community.
Forged from love, by love and through love.
Oh yes, let us love. Let us love. Let us love!!!
You are Love.
Curate Shiloh Sophia
We are Spiritual and Somatic (film)