The Cross
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The Cross
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I lie on my bed with my feet to the east
Place of the rising Sun and the masculine,
my head to the west, place of the Buffalo, inward, and the feminine.
On my right, the south, King and Queen of the earth element,
the jaguar and the red Bindu which is normally at the root,
but on the right side, it helps to free and offer up
the white glare of the masculine and the future.
On my left is the north, green Tara, the destroyer,
place of the reindeer and the white bindu which is usually
at the Crown, but here it frees and offers up the red death
of the feminine and the past. I lie on the cross for the Crucifixion
and I know I am not alone. There is such sweetness and rejoicing.
I swoon with Birdsong, the dweller whispers to me
of my ancient origins so I remember who I Am.
I Am She who Creates. I Am the One who Loves All Things