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Confounding

They never
Honored or
Respected her
While living
The father
Made certain

She was never
Rewarded or
Given awards
Or medals
Any such
Accolades

The only
Gold
Bestowed
Bands of vows
& Chains of
Implied
Meaning

Valued
Far less
Than than
Heartache
Incurred
Decades
Over

So why
Now
Why in
Death is
There a
Need
To honor
Respect
With
Displays
And show

She
Never
Wanted
Any of it
Always
Simply
Fighting
For freedom
Which now
Finally
She has

Ultimate
Freedoms of
All freedom
Release
From
Bonds
Banded
Chained
Symbols of
Necessity
Incurred
With
Vows

Her life
Brought
More
Required
Much more
Than she
Bargained
And now
She is
Finally free
Of all of it

Instead
Of honoring
Her service
When honor
No longer
Matters
Hasn't
For
Decades

Instead
Of respecting
Her sacrifices
When sacrifice
Is no more

Why isn't
Her
Memorial
A celebration
Of her victory
Her biggest
Success
Having
Gained
Her ultimate
Freedom

She would
Have wanted
A drunken
Soirée
With ashes
Dumped under
A great tree
Or in a big pond
Or in the ocean

Either way
I know
She is
Still here
In my mind
In my heart
My experience
And I've
No need
For me

Being there
Watching
Listening
Feeling
Everything
Unsaid
Covered
By words
Said

I've learned
I deserve
Better
Than
That

~Treasa Cailleach

Fascinating

Amazing

Multiple people
Think
Every word
I write
Is intended
As theirs

Profound

Multiple people
Assume
My references
Or rants
About God
Are because
Of or
Reference
Them

Fascinating

God chose
A small
Handful
Of people
To teach
Me lessons

Yet never
Told them
Their role
Always
Picking ones
That thought
They knew
What was
Best
For me

In the end

I still
Feel
The same

I still
Know
My value

I still
Care
For myself

I still
Wish
Them well

I still
Pray
They all
Get their
Desires

I still
Value
My skills

I still
Own
My mistakes

I still
Recognize
My accomplishments

I still
Honor
Myself
And accept
Their role

I still
Know
I am
Deserving

A human
Miracle
Winning
Against all odds
Even God's
Hurdles
He calls
Lessons

I know
They are a
Waste
Of time
Energy
Making
A mute
Point
That he
Is in control
Still an
Asshole

So what

I've still
Proven
My worth
My fortitude
My value
My strength
My intelligence

Even soldiers
Returning home
Crippled
From man's
Wars
Are rewarded
For jobs
Well done

This soldier
Fought wars
Plurality
As a
Singularity
And came out
Better for it

This soldier
Still standing
Still breathing
Still moving
Still works
Still strives
Still aims
For better

My wins
Merely
Pointing me
Towards
Greater
Possibility

My loses
Proving
There is
Always
Room to grow
Here
Now

Now
I am
Here

What now

Where is this
Soldiers'
Reward
Change of pace
Easier days

It is
Possible
I know
I am
Enough

I love
Myself
Even if
God Won't

I care for
Myself
Even if
God doesn't

I respect
Myself
Even if
God can't

I honor
Myself
Even if
God won't

I cherish
Myself
Even if
God doesn't

I reward
Myself
Even if
God can't

I am
Enough
Unique
As any
Snowflake

Enough
Is
Enough

Now
I
Am
Here

Now what

~Treasa Cailleach

May you know your value. May you understand roles better and better. May you see how your experience fits together. May you understand how things flow and work. May you believe in yourself unconditionally. May you know you have always done your best and that you are divinely unique and special. May you know that the masculine is slowly beginning to find proper balance, and that feminine is honored as it was always intended. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

Winning look

Salt bath
Sooths

Cleansing
Invisible
Impacts
Of existence

Realizing
I'm a winner
No matter what

Set-up
For
Failure
From birth

Born into
Layers
Upon
Layers
Of disease
And dis-ease

Yet
I've made it
To 39

I won
Against
Gestational diabetes
C-section
Jaundice result

I won
Against
Low thyroid
Metabolic function

I won
Against the resulting
Morbid obesity
And morbid dances
Of suicidal depression

I won
Against
Epstein-Barr
AKA mono
Caught in early childhood

I won
Against
COVID-19
Twice
Likely more

I won
Against
Allergies
Based on all above
Affecting
Everything

I won
Against
Damaged
Intestines
Leaky gut

I won
Against
Too much
Unhelpful
Not enough
Helpful
Time and time
Again

I won
Against
Sensitivity
Medicine
Ignores

I won
Against
All odds
I'm 39
Still breathing

I won
Against
All odds
And I'll
Do it again

I am
Walking
Miracle
I am
Life's
Will
In action
I am
My
SELF

~Treasa Cailleach

May you see your accomplishments. May you find the good in the rough road of your journey. May your life journey find easier routs with more than plenty of rewards. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do.

Om Shanti

One grain of sand.

I am one

A grain of
Sand
Broken off
Some larger
Rock

I have been
Eroded
Drowned
Chipped
Ground down

I have
Floated
Floundered
Sunk
And eventually
Washed up

One in
A zillion
Nothing
To anyone

But if anyone
Took a much
Closer look
They'd see
Me

Beautiful
Colorful
Imperfect
Perfection

A shine
A gleam
That nature's
Fury
Excelled at
Breaking
And making
Me
Seem
Insignificant

I always
Deserved
To be
Part of that
Bigger
Whole

I always
Deserved
Better

I deserved
To be cherished
As my original
Wholeness

I still
Deserve
To be cherished
Because
I'm still
Here

After everything
And everyone
Did their best
To break me

Even if
I'm
One in a
Trillion
Insignificant
Morsels

I'm
Me
And
None other
Is
Exactly
Like
Me

My beauty
Lies in
My journey
And what
Could be
If someone
Noticed
And took
Inspired
Action

Otherwise
I'll eternally
Just be
Me
Let nature
And time
Continue
To have their way
Until there
Eventually will be
Nothing
Left of
Me

~Treasa Cailleach


May you see your beauty and value even when no one else does. May you be fully supported and still function as your own self. May you know you’re unique and needed in this world. May you have everything you need to blossom into something greater. May you know your life has purpose and that everything you went through is of value. May you have big dreams of better and brighter futures and see them begin to take shape. May you know you are valued and cared for. May you know where you belong. May you understand how you fit and why life seems pointless sometimes. May you know that if nothing else, the divine is still in you, and cares about every grain of sand. May you know that the divine loves and supports you in all that you do, no matter how big or small, how rough or polished, how battered or beaten, our lives do matter somehow.

Om Shanti

Why?

A conversation with my friend the acupuncturist, over ingrained improper words, stirred memories of both prior conversations and childhood. Then she did an acupuncture treatment that released a couple mental patterns, and reminded me of my innocence of youth. Together that in turn stirred contemplation from a more youthful inquisitiveness as follows.

  • Why is it so hard to change things learned as a child, even once your brain acknowledges there are better choices?
  • Why does language learned one way, become so hard to change and adapt as the world changes?
  • Why is the world so damn slow to change for the better? (Probably somehow related to the previous question.)
  • Why does society feel that women are incapable of success on their own accord? I remembered a conversation where one of my brothers stated that Camala Harris must have done sexual favors to get where she is now. My response was “I suppose you’re right.” But, my intent was in that manner of not wanting to argue over something such as that, during the time I had to visit. Why are women in powerful positions never acknowledged for having worked their asses off and having put up with far too much shit to get there? Maybe, just maybe, they kicked some major ass in multiple ways, and their position is their reward for having done what others couldn’t handle, including putting up with male chauvinism in many ways.
  • Why are men (especially those of my birth family) so ingrained with women being lesser and incapable? Why are women seen as only worthy/capable of bearing children and taking care of family members?
  • Why are men unable to recognize when a woman is genuine, has integrity, and still manages to do what society deems as too difficult/impossible for them?
  • Why are men so intimidated by women that own their power and stay true to themselves as much as humanly possible?
  • Why are men afraid of women succeeding?
  • Why are men so adamant that women are lesser and men are superior?
  • What is ingrained in men so deeply that the toxicity has permeated all of their concepts regarding women as a mass-society/culture?
  • Why does the Bible tell a story where man gave a rib to create woman, when both men and women have the same number of ribs; but in reality, male chromosomes are where the shortage lies? Did that shortage in their chromosomes cause the deeply ingrained toxic complexities and lack of compassion, generosity, and inner knowing, as a gender? Are they somehow innately jealous because women have more chromosomes?
  • Why aren’t both men’s and women’s chromosomes equal? Is the inequality of chromosomes structure really the root of all inequality?
  • Why does religion feel the need to restrict behavior and label people as wrong because they naturally fall outside religious paradigms? Why does society continue to let religion label perfectly good and honest people as wrong or sinners because of their uniqueness?

I have broken rules and still become successful, and the men in my family seemingly can’t stand it. I have been true to myself as much as possible and I have reached for better alone. Even though religion loves to tell me I’m a sinner, I have a direct line to God and I know it for certain because of how I feel when I receive messages. I know I am mostly on my path and doing better every day that I stay true to myself. I have done my familial duty by bearing children, and though I haven’t cared for my parents in their old-age expectations, I have cared for my husband and kids, and continue to do so. Yet I still work, and not only do I work, I am the traditional head of household and breadwinner as much as any 1950’s male. I have literally done both roles simultaneously while healing myself and finding far better mental health than my childhood enabled. I am being true to myself and my integrity is far more than most any of our recent presidents- especially the prior one, just ask any one of my nearly 200 clients, many of whom keep referring new people to me. I break rules and go against religious doctrine on a regular basis, yet God supports me and guides me often. I function outside of western medicine, and am healing myself with very little of their help, yet I understand the system and the human body enough to help my husband and clients navigate it when necessary. I see the broken parts of everything and do my best to reach for solutions daily, and sometimes that means giving someone information they would rather not hear. I am doing my best to be a voice for God and help the world shift towards better one choice at a time. I am doing my best to reach for knowledge and support of maintaining our rights and freedoms as human beings. I aim for better in every way possible. I have worked with people from all walks of life and from every age from birth up to 108, and because of that I have a greater understanding of life and people. I see how people function, what they desire, and ultimately what patterns/habits/choices do the most damage over time. I do my level best to educate clients on how that applies to them, on a daily basis. I genuinely want to help make this world a better place, not just for me, but for everyone, and I make efforts towards that goal daily.

I deserve every bit of recognition I receive. I deserve to be honored and respected for my knowledge. I deserve to feel pride in all that I have accomplished and all that I still do. I am a woman: smart, strong, capable, and successful, and I earned every damn bit of it without sacrificing myself to male chauvinism or preforming sexual favors. Every woman deserves that level of pride, success and respect. We do have more chromosomes and we use them to the fullest, and yes sometimes that means we kick ass and forcefully take what should have been rightfully ours to begin with. Toxicity will eventually fall, and until then women like me will keep doing what we do, and putting up with outdated rediculous mental bullshit from men that choose not to better themselves, while we keep trudging along fixing ourselves and everything we touch. One day good will prevail for real.

May you know the right questions to ask. May you see the solutions to problems you face. May women be recognized for their skills, efforts, fortitude and integrity. May we all heal and move towards real equality. Above all may you know that God loves and supports you because you are doing your best and improving every way you are able.

Om Shanti