She had risen early
To witness the alignment
Of the planets and Luna
As she gazed at the celestial miracle
Her thoughts drifted to her life
She was approaching the end
Of her 59th lap
Around the glorious Sun
And it caused her reflection
She snuggled her jumper around her
And ventured back into
The warmth of her home
Her sanctuary, her haven
So many memories
So many gifts
Some heartbreak and grief
But overall, a blessed life
She had been so many things
Daughter, sister, aunt
Mother, lover, wife
Friend, confidante, seeker
Healer, scribe, gypsy
Her body reflected her life
Laughter, tears, love,
Wild abandon,
Controlled restraint
Although saggy in parts
Deeply lined in others
She marvelled at its amazing ability
To keep her upright and stable
It had experienced love
Deep ecstasy and desire
Sadness she thought would never end
Frustration, anger,
Healing and peace
It had stretched with her growing babies
Supported, sustained, nourished
Held, cried, laughed,
Broken under the weight of loss
And still she rose
She caught herself looking back
From the depths of the looking glass
And looked deep into her own eyes
This was who she truly was
The soul behind the flesh
The consciousness that examined
And felt
Deeply
She was not the vehicle that carried her essence
She was so much deeper than that
Her eyes crinkled in the corners
As she wished herself
Many more laps around Sol
Many more connections
With those that needed
Her to share her wisdom now
It was time for her
To step fully into the Wise Woman
It was not time to hide
Or dim her offering
The time had come to shine her light
Open herself to those that would come
To show the way, walk beside
To hold the others hand
To sit and listen, in love and ease
She flicked up the volume
On the Celtic music
And danced her way
Through the rest of her day....