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death & intimacy.

27/3/2020

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when you are forced to become intimate with death -
you are presented with the opportunity to open to life
on a deeper level.
a certain fear escapes you and an awareness comes in it’s place.
an awareness of what is at stake when we cease to live fully
from the true depths of our being -
courage is transferred from the dead into the living -
so we can cease to waste the gift of precious breath -
potential relationships -
dreams that are asking to be awakened.
a gift is granted in the absence of one life to the presence of another.
just as life is not something to “get over with”,
death itself is not something to get over.
death is asking to be lived
in the very spirit of every passing gust of wind -
every inhale -
every exhale -
death reveals the tender parts of ourselves
and helps us meld flesh + bones with spirit + ether.
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sacred & holy.

27/3/2020

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the world we live in is sacred & holy.
as humans, 
we have been told we are separate from the natural rhythms of the Earth. 
we have been told it is a curse to believe in that which we cannot see - 
we have been told to ignore the impulse to live with our spirits as our driving force - 
of course, i don't believe any of this to be true. 
i know that both me and you are sons & daughters of the universe - 
we are special & real and i feel that this whole deal of being human and alive
is a reminder of our own sacred existence.
yes, this world is sacred & holy - 
any and  all.
i can hear the call of spirit and soul - 
yes, this world is sacred & holy.
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where do we go from here?

25/3/2020

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where do we go from here?
into our hearts.
into the centre of our existence on earth.
into the fear.
into the face of it all. 
we find love and ease and grace. 
we find the music of our souls.
we hold truth. 
i swear when i look to the mountains,
they appear to hold their beauty with greater strength. 
i swear when i look to the trees - 
they say thank you, and please,
remember to stay connected
to the source of it all. 
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systems.

8/3/2020

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i despise the patriarchy -
all the ways this system of oppression
has seeped into the seems of my existence -
i despise the way the patriarchy
has taken the ruling view
of the way we tend to see one another
and made it so equality could not,
does not exist within this system of classes -
this system that takes colour & religion
and spins it to be what defines our humanity.
i despise the patriarchy
and all the ways it has made it
nearly impossible to live
in a just & equal world
where all have what they need
to live a life beyond strife & suffering
because of lack of access
to basic fundamental needs.
i despise the patriarchy
and the perpetual greed
it so eagerly feeds.


i love the patriarchy -
for it has shown me where
i need to get more clear
on what it is i care about -
i love the patriarchy
for the resilience it has fostered
in my quest for equality -
i love the patriarchy
for the ways it has made me grow
beyond a quiet & meek version of myself -
for the ways in which love seeped into my being
from seeing the injustice
that prevails in the wake
of this system of oppression -
i love the patriarchy
for teaching me compassion -
for i know,
deep inside my soul,
not one man in his right heart
would seek to oppress & control -
and so i learn through this
where i might not be quite right in my heart -
a chance to learn -
a lesson earned
from the willingness to see
the truth of all matters at hand.


i have no care or concern for the patriarchy -
i am neutral to this system
of oppressive worldly behaviour.
i choose to cease
the giving of my energy
in either hate or love -
and instead i stand neutral
with an inclination to forge my own way -
releasing myself more & more everyday
from the the grips
it holds on my mind -
and from the vampiric tethers to my soul -
i am neutral
and therefore cannot be held -
i untangle myself in all the ways i know how.
i feel no hate, no love -
just a side-slipping grin
that silently speaks the liberation and freedom
of a woman who has walked through the fire -
and reclaimed her wild desire.


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writing the sacred.

4/3/2020

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small voice.
truth & wisdom.
truth on scrolls of the heart.
awaken.
peace & harmony.
let your light shine.
++++++++++++++++
attune.
stay true.
heart centre.
destiny of the light.
++++++++++++++++
yes.
voice within.
inner being.
break all bonds.
beloved dwells.
awaken. 
​ray of radiant light. 
​
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to open.

3/3/2020

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Picture
to all the ones who have encouraged me to open:
thank you for prying at my heart,
for the sensing that there was something in there
wanting and needing to get out.
thank you for asking the questions
that helped me open up instead of shut down.
thank you for patience as i found my voice -
often through the onslaught of tears that would
normally pour forth before the words could be formed.
thank you for caring enough about me to take the time
and the energy to see me come open.
unfolding like a flower,
ready to bloom,
yet still resisting the warmth of the sun
that awaited the arrival of the exposed inner petals -
as one and then two and then three layers
of me came to be free.
there are times when i like to be soft & gentle,
just unto myself -
feeling & thoughts that are happy
to simply float within my own being -
and then there are times I need to release
what resides inside and in those moments
i give thanks for the hands and the hearts
and the hugs that hold my emotions & me ever so tenderly.




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silence.

25/2/2020

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gently falling -
tiny particles of frozen water -
peacefully dropping from the sky -
a blanket of silence -
a silence to remind me -
all can be well -
all will change & shift -
and in this silence there is peace -
for this silence is made in the way
that fragments can still be heard -
flutterings & droplets -
ruffles and muffled weavings
of textures & light -
this is not the kind of silence
made from too many words gone unspoken -
this silence is fresh and full of potential -
it has magic woven into the very essence
of what it means to listen -
to be heard.
this silence is the space
between all the words shared between
minds & souls - hearts & eyes.
the wise one in me knows -
this silence is sacred & holy.
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    mostly i write to remind myself what it means to be me. it is through words, my soul finds expression & my mind finds a place for form to take shape. 

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