GODDESS by MaryMcManus

I wrote a letter of forgiveness to my mother many years ago…

This freed me spiritually to allow Divine Goddesses to flow into my life. For my biological mother was addicted to prescription pain medication and did not provide me with a foundation of nurturing, nor was she a role model for me to experience myself as a Divine Goddess.

I have, however, been blessed by so many teachers and healers who embody the unconditional Divine Love of the feminine.

One of my yoga teachers, Joanne Flaherty inspired my poem Goddess. I opened my heart and soul to experience the Divine connection between us as the Divine feminine, healing all that went before bringing me into that mystical moment with her.

Goddess art by Zeng Hao

Goddess

The embodiment of Divine goddess

long locks spill over sinewy silhouette

in tadasana eyes closed

serenity

breath beckoning to join her on the mountain top

Spirit set free flows with each inhalation and exhalation

stripping away layers of distractions and delusions

as a dance of slow, steady asanas draw deep to the sacred space

where Truth and Beauty dwell

inner Goddess revealed revels in each moment

peace

happiness and freedom found

in the Oneness and Nothingness of savasana.
~

(This poem was originally published in
‘Songs of Freedom: Poems From a Healing Odyssey Volume II: Seasons of the Soul’)

Mary McManus poet, blogger, and yogini left her award winning career as a social worker at the Department of Veterans Affairs in May 2007 to heal her own life. During the dark night of her soul she began to express herself through poetry. Her pen became a divining rod for healing, light, love, hope, possibility, health and wholeness. Her journey of transformation took her to the finish line of the 2009 Boston Marathon and, in 2011, to her yoga mat. Mary holds a BS in Public Relations from Boston University and an MSW from Boston College. In January 2013, Mary graduated South Boston Yoga's 200 hour Body Awakening Teacher Training Program. Be sure to visit her website here and follow her inspirational blog here Mary's books of poetry are available on Amazon here.

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