Divine Feminine
by Susan Pack
Divine Feminine
Tonight
you presented me
with a gift
that had been mine
for the taking
but required you
for the giving
Tonight
you guided me
to a place
I'd never been
a wondrous landscape
at once familiar
yet foreign
Tonight
flowers blossomed
guided by your touch
streams turned to rivers
prodded by your lips
waves unfurled in currents
stirred by your desire
Tonight
your gentle hands
with knowing precision
exquisitely uncovered
layer by layer
magnificent treasures
released in loving passion
Tonight
my Sacred Sister
united between us
the glory of Goddess
the power of Shakti
the brilliance of Shekinah
Divinity reclaimed
Each Of Us Is Called
Each of us is called upon to follow the Goddess and incorporate
Her priority for compassion into our daily lives, our routine, pedestrian
Struggles, the struggles that are forever present in our lives and
That in a way define who each of us is. But what really goes to
Determine how each of us has made use of her/his life is how
And to what extent each of us has followed the Goddess and
Brought Her teachings and Her importance into our lives.
Every day is a gift from Her, one for which we must be appreciative
And we must, each of us, display that appreciation by helping
Others who might be having a more trying time than we are.
Her priority for compassion into our daily lives, our routine, pedestrian
Struggles, the struggles that are forever present in our lives and
That in a way define who each of us is. But what really goes to
Determine how each of us has made use of her/his life is how
And to what extent each of us has followed the Goddess and
Brought Her teachings and Her importance into our lives.
Every day is a gift from Her, one for which we must be appreciative
And we must, each of us, display that appreciation by helping
Others who might be having a more trying time than we are.
The Art of Kissing The Goddess
Never forget, sweet beloved,
your tongue has all the sensitivity
of your fingers…
The senses at play here
are taste and touch.
I don’t suppose you can taste with your fingers,
but you can touch with your tongue…
and taste as well.
Take your sweet time with the Goddess,
beloved One,
Taste first her lips
with your soft and gently questing tongue,
closing your eyes
to concentrate the sensations.
Without hurry or impatience,
ask permission
to enter the mystery of the cave,
using your sense of taste and touch
to ask the question.
Listen carefully with your tongue
for the answer!
I know it goes against your nature, Shiva,
asking you not to possess her
upon the first demanding touch of your tongue;
therefore,
may you hear the words from the Goddess Herself:
Taking these moments to kiss Me well and slowly
will enflame My desire beyond your wildest imaginings.
Place your hands within My hair,
be it short or long,
red or blonde,
coarse or baby fine,
and caress Me upon My head and face
as you bestow and receive these kisses
of which I speak.
there can be no distractions…
only the sacred task before you:
a shared journey into the temple of the breath,
the life-blood of our human existence on Earth,
the place of power
from which we express ourselves verbally,
or sometimes silently
such as with kisses.
The lips of the Goddess
hold the promise of untold bliss,
intimacy,
and affection.
As She opens to you,
the exchange of breath becomes merged
with the exchange of energy
in a balanced rhythm of
yin and yang,
giving and receiving.
Blessed are those
who practice the art of kissing the Goddess!
your tongue has all the sensitivity
of your fingers…
The senses at play here
are taste and touch.
I don’t suppose you can taste with your fingers,
but you can touch with your tongue…
and taste as well.
Take your sweet time with the Goddess,
beloved One,
Taste first her lips
with your soft and gently questing tongue,
closing your eyes
to concentrate the sensations.
Without hurry or impatience,
ask permission
to enter the mystery of the cave,
using your sense of taste and touch
to ask the question.
Listen carefully with your tongue
for the answer!
I know it goes against your nature, Shiva,
asking you not to possess her
upon the first demanding touch of your tongue;
therefore,
may you hear the words from the Goddess Herself:
Taking these moments to kiss Me well and slowly
will enflame My desire beyond your wildest imaginings.
Place your hands within My hair,
be it short or long,
red or blonde,
coarse or baby fine,
and caress Me upon My head and face
as you bestow and receive these kisses
of which I speak.
there can be no distractions…
only the sacred task before you:
a shared journey into the temple of the breath,
the life-blood of our human existence on Earth,
the place of power
from which we express ourselves verbally,
or sometimes silently
such as with kisses.
The lips of the Goddess
hold the promise of untold bliss,
intimacy,
and affection.
As She opens to you,
the exchange of breath becomes merged
with the exchange of energy
in a balanced rhythm of
yin and yang,
giving and receiving.
Blessed are those
who practice the art of kissing the Goddess!