KALI'S DANCE by Rhea Ruth Aitken

 The New Year has already made its mark on us...

Its strong energies bringing us face to face with our lives, changes and truths, promises and resolutions.The full moon on New Year's Day was a special and powerful portal for me. I walk a magical path and love to acknowledge and honor the changing seasons. The moon and its infinite cycles of light and dark holds a special place in my heart and soul, as does my usual practice. I set and dressed my Altar for meditation and guidance, calling for a Goddess to serve my highest purpose for the year ahead. I turned a card - Kali - why wasn't I surprised! She had already been dancing around me, pulling at me to let go and renew, walk new cycles and be courageous enough to change so much in my life. 

Kali, the powerful Mother, urged me in no gentle way to be the destroyer of my comfort and open myself to more, even though it was as yet unknown. Tough love from a feared and revered icon of feminine power perhaps but I have embraced her strong leadership and her deep love, found my buried bravery through her no nonsense messages and am readying myself to follow life anew as this New Year opens its gates to pathways new. As strong winds were howling outside my window and the afterglow of the full moon filtered through my curtains in the early hours this poem was written as a poignant narrative of my meditation experiences with the beautiful Kali that night.

Kali's Dance

Rhea Ruth Aitken                                                                                                                         

Kali is dancing with me

Swirling the circles of change

Around my reluctant being

Fiercely biting, punching

Her voice piercing my comfort

Stirring my fears

To a puddle of volcanic mud.

'Let go!' she screams 'Let go!'

'There is a new dance

Follow my steps

Abandon yourself

Into the chaos of revolution

Put your head back and scream

'No More! No more!'

Paddle in the blood of the past

And the sticky dingy mud of now

Get your feet dirty

And divinely placed

Into a new space, a sacredness

You are yet to know.

This dance is not for the faint of heart

But for the warriors of truth

The open spirited women who know

When what is

Is not enough

When it is time to go.

She pushes me

Her sharp finger plunging raw

Into my flesh, into my soul

And the blood of my spirit

Spills forth, a dam broken

A flow mercilessly revived.

I dance faster, ecstatically

Mirroring her leading feet

Catching her offered hand

In a painful clutch

A birthing of tears and pain

A cleansing of all I have harboured

In the name of love.

About me as I move to her tune

Storms rage and fires burn

And I stand for a moment

Still amidst it all, in awe

Of her power, her fiery love

Her raw and absolute leadership

Of my souls journey.

Exhausted by her power

I slump to the floor

Lie in the detritus and tainted outflow

Of all I was

All I thought I should be

And in the stupor of rebirth

With charred and bleeding wounds

I claim myself once more.       

She, stilled from her fury

Turns her red stained mouth

To the satisfied smile

Of an eons old midwife

And offers her hand

Now soft as mother and newborn both

For me to hold

As I embrace life anew.

Rhea-Ruth Aitken: Spiritual Medium, Writer, Daughter of the Goddess and all round Creatress, I am a woman who loves to weave stories, songs and poetry, commune with the Spirit World and walk with the cycles of Mother Nature and the Moon. Having embraced the wisdom of Cronehood I now am allowing time in my life to collate and birth some of my work into the world. Spirituality and creativity are ever present passions and being a channel I use writing as a spiritual practice as well as a natural focus for healing, expression and creativity, a way of being mindful of myself as a woman, of knowing and communing with the truth of my soul. Whether for reading, writing, or ritual, words are my constant companion as I walk with the Goddess daily and follow my magical pathway. Words are magical, they can transform, promote understanding, inspire and heal. Words can paint a picture in the mind and sometimes I paint that picture onto canvas too. I love to hold sacred space for women to enjoy sisterhood, sharing and self-expression.  I write for women, those beautiful sisters with whom I share my life journey. If I can touch one heart, share one word of healing or allow one woman to know herself through my work then I have accomplished my promise to Goddess to share and inspire. Find me on my website or Facebook. 

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