This came up during ceremony, a letter from Shakti to me.

 

I am grit.

I am pure, raw energy.

I rage

I create

I pulse

I claw

I scream

I dig

I bury

I gestate

I birth

I howl

I taste

I hear.

 

All of the pleasure

All of the pain.

 

I see

I feel

I love

I orgasm

I desire

I burst

I pleasure

I fuck

I don’t give a fuck

I create

I mix

I alchemize

I magnetize.

 

I am one with nature

The dirt

The green.

 

I relish

I sweat

I am water

I am bones

I am preverbal

I have no language

I am raw, animal instinct

I follow my desire

fuel my intention

I AM YOU

YOU ARE ME

I AM NOT OUTSIDE YOU

I LIVE IN YOU

I SEE THROUGH YOUR EYES

TASTE THROUGH YOUR TONGUE

FEEL THROUGH YOUR SKIN

WE ARE ONE.

 

I climb, claw, ascend

Up from the Earth

Into you

You are my home

WE ARE ONE.

April Aronoff