A BLESSING FOR LIFE by Solodad Maria

Times are merging…

I have noticed through my work with tribal and indigenous peoples that the healing methods of the past are being resurrected today, in our present times.

I offer you this blessing in the spirit of ancient times, when women gathered together to –as we are doing here- to elevate one another. Such heartfelt openness blesses our lives from within. The woman who sees beyond illusion is freeing herself and others. Namaste! My sisters of heart and soul!

A BLESSING FOR LIFE

Blessed one, deep inside

I open to thee and embrace your being

Sacred woman, sacred soul, we are blessed

To know each other and all that is ...

From the blessed one who created all

I fuse with thee and open my heart

To the longing and depth of all

That we know...together...

Forever blessed with life.

In knowing this...I awaken my soul

To the holy hour of sacred one

Who resides so deep and is known as "I"

I welcome you here to be blessed inside.

My woman of soul, you are blessed...

With life!

I know you are with me, amidst the deep

Longing to free you...as you are "I"

I accept your wisdom and soul as myself.

In longing for life, the woman inside

Sweetens the gifts, that her pure heart knows

Are seated within the blessings of the "One"

My heart is at peace, knowing...

You are free!

Blessed woman, all that you are...

I love your magic! Your Divine soul!

I am awakened to you...knowing you

As "I"...I reside with you...

Everlasting soul...

Solodad Maria has worked as a healer and spiritual midwife for nearly twenty years. Though Solodad is based in the United Kingdom, she is a member of the InternationalAssociation of Medical Intuitives. Using sound and movement as healing tools, she draws mainly from tribal and indigenous cultures. She is author of Healing From The Heart, an autobiographical account of awakening and the woman inside. You may connect with Solodad via her website here, follow her blog "Feminine Awakening" here, or e-mail her solodadmaria@rediffmail.com

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