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ALONENESS by Aisha Wolfe

My poems are dedicated to the purifying fires that burn illusion…

They are written for all those who seek deeper than surface level splashes. Written for those who seek their truth. Truth is a sharp sword sheathed, but sometimes it needs to be taken out and polished. For it is a gift of love and prayer for peace. And you are a point of light between two eternal darknesses. Make it matter.
Aloneness

Our true friends.
Who want us to be all that we can be,
Will never rescue us from aloneness.
Sometimes, the only place intimacy can be found,
Is in the arms of the darkness of our solitude.

In this place, the soul deepens.
In this place we can become still enough
to witness the hidden pearl
as it forms.

Making love with the darkness,
takes a certain kind of courage.

You will meet some shadows.
And they may seem real and threatening.
But they are teachers, one and all.

In the darkness
you will come to know your own light.
So you need not fear it anymore.

The light of others is always changeable,
and prone to flickering.
When you welcome home your emptiness,
it is a mansion to the infinite.
Which, the banks will not foreclose.

So take a deep breath.
Look all around you at the fading colours.
And simply drop in.

You can quote me on this;
“There is a pearl diver out there somewhere.
Just waiting for you to be ready.”

Aisha Wolfe is Scottish, based in Edinburgh and is a catalyst for the phases of spiritual transformation through her session work (in person or online) and via her writing. Aisha joined the The Salisbury Centre holistic community in Edinburgh when she was nineteen, where she studied the healing arts and various forms of meditation eventually training in Zen Shiatsu (MRSS), Reflexology, Massage, becoming self employed full time in 2000. Her art is an evolving manual for the support of embodied feminine soulful and sexual spirituality. She engageseclectic studies into her practice, which include: tantra, taoist arts and wisdom, dreamwork, qi gong, and intuitive feminine healing modalities. Her first poetry collection Yoni Verse Burlesque is available to order here by donation plus p&p (international orders welcome.) You may follow her blog Transformational Bodywork and Soul Tantra here. Aisha is currently creating her second book 'Lilith Unveiled'. Follow her on the Facebook page 'UnveilingLilith' here. 

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 
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