Ah! The Palace.
14 Walnut Street, filled to the brim with Queens and Goddessess, Princess Puppy Snuggles, tears, laughter, LOVE, joys, boys, always pots of food, herbs, medicinal ghee, tea or soup on the stove. The 'Palace Garden' overflowing with tomatoes, kale, and climbing beans that nearly ate the clothes line. House concerts and poetry readings, watching Monarch (Royalty!) Butterflies emerge with from their cocoons, knowing that my/our emergence was eminent….and to have patience. Trust.
This was the house of knowing. Knowing I could come home, heart weary and confused, sit at the kitchen table with the 'You Are Wonderful' sign overhead, and be heard, Say anything and everything……that I would never have said to anyone before….say, "Is this normal?? or wft!, Oh Wow!, Am I crazy? Can I want so much? Do I have permission? Can I be Awesome? Am I allowed? To Shine? To Grow? To Take-Up-Space in the world? I could come home, wild with victory, and never be squashed. This was the house of 'How high can you raise your ceiling'?, of 'Don't you know you're Boundless?' Boundless…..boundless….Ahhhhhhhh……..yes.
Oh, my Queens, my Sistas….this is for you ~ dedicated to you. Queen Rock n' Roll, Queen Sugar Snap, Queen Moth Lantern, Queen Red Rose, Queen Petunia Tunes, Princess Puppy Snuggles (aka Lody McLodersons, palace dog)…and then there's me Queen Manifestra, and my King Koala.
Moving to Northampton, MA I knew nothing, no one, had no place to live, just a job and a knowing in my heart that I had to be here. I had to make this stop along the way. And that it would be important. Vital. I knew this. I knew I couldn't just answer a craigs list add for a roommate. I had to wait. I had to live with women, I needed to. I didn't know how to be with women my own age and I couldn't go on like that. I needed to immerse, to love and learn about women, in all their beauty, strength, vulnerability, wisdom, intuition, nurturance, fire, wildness, playfulness and mystery ~ so that I could access that within myself and become the woman I wanted to be. So I waited. I worked my job and lived in the woods, pitching my tent here and there, showering here and there, listening to the heartbeat of the earth, dreaming earth dreams, watching the breaking up of the spring ice and the snow melt. Waiting…..until I met a lovely soul who invited me to meet up with some ladies who were planning on living together. We all met (I, feeling timid and awkward but doing my best to not seem it), talked, asked questions, talking of the importance of consciously deciding to live with others…ah, yes! And, thus…the Palace was born. And we were all given Queen names. Mine came about early on ~ I had a streak of "Just saying it" and "It" would appear…in detail. ~Manifestra~
For the next two years I felt this cocoon wrap around me, snug, cozy, at times uncomfortable. I ended up in a relationship that pushed all of my buttons, yet paved the way for so much growth that, without, I'm sure I wouldn't be where I am now. I learned to speak my truth, to know and use boundaries, and I learned that love rules all and is the umbrella under which everything else sits. I learned that "Where there is question, there is no love ~ Where there is Love, there is no question" I learned to listen more closely and trust the voice of my soul which has guided me to my beloved. Had I listened to the voice of reason in my head, I may not be engaged to marry the absolute love of my life, the soul in my soul, the beloved I've known for thousands of years ~ the voice and vision of my soul knew exactly what was up!
My Queens were the ones who were witness to the beginning, the first moment when I came home from Block Island, like…..'Um, something is happening. I don't know what, what it means, I don't know anything.." Queen Moth Lantern was the one who heard my poem, a summoning of the beloved, long before anything between John and I was a glimmer. Looking back, that poem is an exact description of him….right to the bones. They were the witness of the unfolding of true love, through the doubt, the worry and fear, the swooning, melting, letting go, accepting, setting standards, loving, loving, and loving.
My Queens ~ who all live so wildly, truthfully, with purpose, intention, higher consciousness, and passion. Who have all scattered in the direction their river flowed, wondrous journeys to Mexico, Central America, California, India….diving into their arts, passions for healing and healing others while experiencing abundance. Who have shown me, in a way that really rooted…that what you put out, you will get in return. My Manifestra streak was just a taste. But more deeply, you deepest dreams and truest desires, if they are for the greater good….you put out that intention, you do your good work, you stick to your daily practice so the universe knows you mean it ~ it will come…in mysterious forms sometimes, yes. As I keep moving forward at seemingly an accelerated pace, through and through doorways, more are opening before me, and all are full of wonder and possibility…… I truly don't know where or who I would be if it weren't for the Palace Cocooon and it's Royal Inhabitants ~
So, my loves….for you ~ A little Queenie love fest
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
~Mani
~ The Climbing Beans eating the Clothes Line!!!
14 Walnut Street, filled to the brim with Queens and Goddessess, Princess Puppy Snuggles, tears, laughter, LOVE, joys, boys, always pots of food, herbs, medicinal ghee, tea or soup on the stove. The 'Palace Garden' overflowing with tomatoes, kale, and climbing beans that nearly ate the clothes line. House concerts and poetry readings, watching Monarch (Royalty!) Butterflies emerge with from their cocoons, knowing that my/our emergence was eminent….and to have patience. Trust.
This was the house of knowing. Knowing I could come home, heart weary and confused, sit at the kitchen table with the 'You Are Wonderful' sign overhead, and be heard, Say anything and everything……that I would never have said to anyone before….say, "Is this normal?? or wft!, Oh Wow!, Am I crazy? Can I want so much? Do I have permission? Can I be Awesome? Am I allowed? To Shine? To Grow? To Take-Up-Space in the world? I could come home, wild with victory, and never be squashed. This was the house of 'How high can you raise your ceiling'?, of 'Don't you know you're Boundless?' Boundless…..boundless….Ahhhhhhhh……..yes.
Oh, my Queens, my Sistas….this is for you ~ dedicated to you. Queen Rock n' Roll, Queen Sugar Snap, Queen Moth Lantern, Queen Red Rose, Queen Petunia Tunes, Princess Puppy Snuggles (aka Lody McLodersons, palace dog)…and then there's me Queen Manifestra, and my King Koala.
Moving to Northampton, MA I knew nothing, no one, had no place to live, just a job and a knowing in my heart that I had to be here. I had to make this stop along the way. And that it would be important. Vital. I knew this. I knew I couldn't just answer a craigs list add for a roommate. I had to wait. I had to live with women, I needed to. I didn't know how to be with women my own age and I couldn't go on like that. I needed to immerse, to love and learn about women, in all their beauty, strength, vulnerability, wisdom, intuition, nurturance, fire, wildness, playfulness and mystery ~ so that I could access that within myself and become the woman I wanted to be. So I waited. I worked my job and lived in the woods, pitching my tent here and there, showering here and there, listening to the heartbeat of the earth, dreaming earth dreams, watching the breaking up of the spring ice and the snow melt. Waiting…..until I met a lovely soul who invited me to meet up with some ladies who were planning on living together. We all met (I, feeling timid and awkward but doing my best to not seem it), talked, asked questions, talking of the importance of consciously deciding to live with others…ah, yes! And, thus…the Palace was born. And we were all given Queen names. Mine came about early on ~ I had a streak of "Just saying it" and "It" would appear…in detail. ~Manifestra~
For the next two years I felt this cocoon wrap around me, snug, cozy, at times uncomfortable. I ended up in a relationship that pushed all of my buttons, yet paved the way for so much growth that, without, I'm sure I wouldn't be where I am now. I learned to speak my truth, to know and use boundaries, and I learned that love rules all and is the umbrella under which everything else sits. I learned that "Where there is question, there is no love ~ Where there is Love, there is no question" I learned to listen more closely and trust the voice of my soul which has guided me to my beloved. Had I listened to the voice of reason in my head, I may not be engaged to marry the absolute love of my life, the soul in my soul, the beloved I've known for thousands of years ~ the voice and vision of my soul knew exactly what was up!
My Queens were the ones who were witness to the beginning, the first moment when I came home from Block Island, like…..'Um, something is happening. I don't know what, what it means, I don't know anything.." Queen Moth Lantern was the one who heard my poem, a summoning of the beloved, long before anything between John and I was a glimmer. Looking back, that poem is an exact description of him….right to the bones. They were the witness of the unfolding of true love, through the doubt, the worry and fear, the swooning, melting, letting go, accepting, setting standards, loving, loving, and loving.
My Queens ~ who all live so wildly, truthfully, with purpose, intention, higher consciousness, and passion. Who have all scattered in the direction their river flowed, wondrous journeys to Mexico, Central America, California, India….diving into their arts, passions for healing and healing others while experiencing abundance. Who have shown me, in a way that really rooted…that what you put out, you will get in return. My Manifestra streak was just a taste. But more deeply, you deepest dreams and truest desires, if they are for the greater good….you put out that intention, you do your good work, you stick to your daily practice so the universe knows you mean it ~ it will come…in mysterious forms sometimes, yes. As I keep moving forward at seemingly an accelerated pace, through and through doorways, more are opening before me, and all are full of wonder and possibility…… I truly don't know where or who I would be if it weren't for the Palace Cocooon and it's Royal Inhabitants ~
So, my loves….for you ~ A little Queenie love fest
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO
~Mani
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