Floating a little.

Slowed down
Letting
MY
Body
Catch up

Breathing
Stretching
Relaxing
Replenishing
Hydrating
Healing

A real break
Improbable
One can
Wish
Dream
Great mother
Wishes as well

Yet life
Doesn't
Stop
Ever
Always something
Living
Breathing

Society
Incapable
Of
Slowing
Or stopping
For real

Already crying
6 weeks lost
Maybe more
To be
Imposed
Actions
Forced

The problem:
People CAN stop
Given
Time
Space
Resources
And instruction

Corporations
Choose not to
Always focused
A bottom line
Needing met

Bills won't
Utilities
Mortgages or rent
Always there
Needing to
Recoup
Resources
Used

Medicine can't
To many sick
Needing care
Too many dieing
Too slowly
A system
Complexity
Immense
Feeding itself
To stay
Alive

People hurt
When forced to do
What others
Choose not to
Based on their
Educated or known
Needs and desires

Why force people
In any way
If all have valid reasons
For other actions

People can stop
If bills do
People can heal
If given choice
Real Nutrition
Options
And freedom
To meet their
Unique needs

My unique needs
Are too complex
For one incapable shot
For one incomplete answer
For one undesired solution
For 6 weeks
To fulfill

Cribs
Or cars
Would have been
Recalled
Lawsuits filed
And
Won

6 weeks
Not even
Enough
To
Fully
Recuperate
From what
Women's bodies
Were intended
To manage

If other can't
Meet complexity
Then why should
I be
FORCED
To choose
It
Or
Anything
Narrowly minded

Life's
Complexity
Dictates
Complex
Answers
Complex
Solutions

And
Right
NOW
My body
Needs
Rest
To even
Attempt
To reach for
More
Complexity

The last round
Grief, chastity
Laden
Exhausted
Nerves
Emotions
And muscles

Starved
Energy
Love
Constricted
Movement
Flow

Recuperation
Time
Unknown

Longer likely
Slower
Isn't stopped
Slower
Isn't supported
In the
Grand scheme
It's obvious

Masculines
Still
Narrowly focused
Narrowly minded
Missing value
Everywhere

Missing opportunities
For
Cooperative
Solutions
Complex answers
Real
Balance
In all

Slower
Must suffice
For now
For as long
As needed

I deserve
That much
And so much more

I am making
Peace
With
Quiet
Slow
Me time

MY
Time
For the
Complexity
It will
Solve
For
ME
~Treasa Cailleach

May we all have enough me time and adequate breaks to heal. May breaks always be based on fulfilling your own unique needs. May life be kind and slowly flow to enable healing and still maintain forward motion. May we all make peace with our place and our morality. May we all do our part to restore balance and freedoms, right wrongs, and cooperate for complex solutions.

Om Shanti

Side note. This stems from actual actions I’m taking for myself and my healing. Partly because my massage was this morning my, but also as a response after hearing that Australian aborigines are being tackled and forcefully injected with what is supposedly just a vaccine. Those are among the most intune and still intelligent people on the planet, if they said no and were forced anyway, then you have to wonder why. I can feel this is not good, and I’m doing my best to feel for better and distract myself. The last thing I need is more reason for negatives. I really need to focus on shreds of happiness to have any hope of surviving this winter.

I’m like momma

She was hungry
She was thirsty

Because she worked
So damn hard

Worked to eliminate
Process
All our toxic
Missteps and misdeeds
Clean up our messes
Create our food
And make sense of
Senseless

Never getting a break
Because breaks were
Based upon
What we thought
She needed
Not being in her role
We had no idea

Because she was
Starved
Of love
Never able to drink
Life
She didn't even know

You can't speak up
If you don't know
What to say to

IF
You've been told it's
Not worthy
Why bother

And it's hard to feel
What maybe was but
Maybe was never
Really
Felt
To begin with

Because she was fed
Substances
Masquerading
As food
That really
Weren't
She starved even more

Because she was
Treated with
Chemicals
All wrong
She got sicker

We all were
And we all are

We're all divine
Warriors
She Ra
Ass kickers
Starving and
Thirsty

Great Mother
Is suffering
The ultimate
Divine Feminine
Is starving and thirsty

We're all doing it
We don't know how to stop
And sometime soon
She's going to
Find
Enough is Enough

Divine masculines
Sent to learn
Charged with helping
Right wrongs
Restore balance

Some
Men with plenty of feminine
And filling that role
Some women with plenty of masculine
Learning both
Some an attempt at an equal blend

We're all learning the
Imbalance
Now how do we fix it?

If like my husband
You Learned just how
Massively hard it really is
Did you do anything about it?
Or did it become your feminine's
Additional burden?

Intentional or not
If wrongs were not righted
If balance remains to be restored
Your job is not done

Momma has had enough
And soon enough
Everyone will know
For certain
Exactly what that means

Give momma
What she needs

~ Treasa Cailleach