Wisdom

I hear Great Grandmother singing,

singing as she always has and always will

for she is the sound of all that lives;

she is the breath of the Earth.

She is the weeping of sadness, sorrow,

betrayal, treachery.

She is the voice of hope, joy, justice,

thunder of the ocean morning

of the river silence

of the cave wisdom

of the other shore.

I hear Great Grandmother singing,

singing through me.

 - FROM  Jewels on a string

Ah, the wisdom of the mother earth,

of the feminine images of God,

of the ages of female intuition and wisdom ...

passed down without our awareness .. and within.

How grateful I am for the many women who have shared

the gift of their love and wisdom with me ...

may I always pass it on!

Peace,

Cate