Big Goddess Energy

Big Goddess Energy

I Want It All

Sucking the marrow out of life
Hands filthy, face greasy
With completion

A kindergartener at the park
Hands greasy, face filthy
Pleading “just 5 more minutes!”

But it’s funny because as an adult
There is no one to tell you no

Although my father frequently tells me
That I fit 10 pounds of shit
In a 5 pound bag

I treat each moment of life
Like a juicy peach
Indulging in every bite
Licking the juice running down your wrist

I’m a yes girl
And a rest girl
I want to try every flavor

I crave to exist in all the moments
I am infinite
I have time
I can do anything and everything
Watch me do it all at once
(Even if it’s not the most graceful)

Luckily I have lifetimes to experience it all.

A Reminder For You

Just remember
That you are a warrior goddess
With all the love, wisdom, and laughter within you
That your observing self only sees your horizon
And it is endless
That your life is boundless and beautiful
Your present is effortless
Love is always all around you
You have all the power
You are living your destiny
Your glow brightens those around you
Nothing in you or behind you is a wound
You have learned and grown so much
You are a woman of certainty
A girl with a plan, driven for success
Even if you can only see the next corner
You can mother your old selves
And honor your future selves
You are an ember that never expires
If your tears flow, you are nourishing the
Smiles for tomorrow
If you feel small, it’s because you can’t fully see the light
Behind the long shadows you cast
That your breath is a circle within you
A full cup, a clear mind always within arm’s reach

I hope you remember that you are free and bright
That light follows you everywhere you go
That peace whispers to you in your sleep
That laughter plays with your hair
That joy brims under your cheeks

That this life really chose you.

Youthful Energy

some may call it naive
or tell me the magic in my eyes makes me look young
i think

that the wisps from blown dandelions
follows me around
blond curls in a yellow sundress
feet oozing with mud
grass tingling between my toes
cotton candy clouds, bluebird days,
soft snow, the steady drip of rain
magic all at once

laughter sings in my hair
my smile is a heart that’s never been broken
the glow of my skin reminds you of a better tomorrow
my thoughts and ideas ask your dreams to soar higher

i always come
with childlike wonder
open eyes, heart, soul

the youth in me lives on forever

footsie

it’s like my demeanor
shoots men in the foot

i didnt ask for this power
for you to fall at my feet

how do i choose wisely
the ones with whom i dip my toes

when is enough

i think for tonight
im not gonna take off my shoes

The Divine Feminine
An Apology

Your power, grace, wisdom, beauty, poise, empathy
Can be stifling at times
In a small room with few windows
Will your light, your breath, your force suffocate me?
Will our unique ways of joining hands in the
Divine feminine become rivalry?
We come from the same organs
Same conscious
As Pachamama
She holds us dearly because of our ember of divinity

Disgruntling words like
Immature, guilty, unsure, envious, selfish
Enter my mind

When I think about how
The curve of another woman’s collarbone
The sound of her laughter
Her ability to teach and foster growth in abounding ways
Her scent
Her drive, her grit
The way she walks
How her lips and her teeth shine when she smiles
How her hair, her style perfectly present her personality
Her breast size
Her wisdom, her curiosity, her understanding
Her knowledge in the bedroom
Her courage, her passions, her purpose
The soul you discover in her eyes

I have previously perceived as a threat in all
Domains of life

We all come from the same tree
Grow with light and patience and raindrops
Provide a burst of color on a gray day

I promise to always breathe deeply into
The divine feminine
To love her and all of hers
Unconditionally

We are one but we are not the same, we are a collective
The blood in our veins is the universal
Continuity of the divine feminine

Your power is my fuel
Your pain is my gratitude
Your purpose is my benefit
Only together are we whole.

I am forever your sister. I will never compare us again.

Great Expectations

I want an Ericka that
Cooks and cleans and
Thumbs guitars between her fingers
And smudges charcoal and acrylic paint on canvases on rainy days,
Laughing, charming her parents

I want an Ericka who learns and grows
At every moment, her work ethic
Unmatched, her wit and
Bubliness undeniable

I want an Ericka who powers up
And down the trails, her mornings early,
Her legs toned, her skin tan,
Her smile wide

I want an Ericka who
Sits in the flowers, touches
Her toes beneath trees
Blowing in the breeze
Sitting, being, stillness

I want an Ericka who
Dances the night away,
Her eyes flashing in the arms
Of partners and lovers,
Her scent lingering,
Her drinks tall

I want an Ericka who
Isn’t exhausted, overwhelmed, lost
Who loves and gives and breathes easy

I know she is in there,
All of her,
I know she has everything within her that she needs
I know her poise balances her
From her core to her voice to her movements

I want the Ericka I know I am.
I want the Ericka that chooses
Anything but not everything.
I want the Ericka
That respects her bests,
Even though they wane and they wax

Her empathy for herself
Is her greatest quality.

My Promise

I was on some hot girl shit
Riding high — flying above
Soaring weightless, the universe at
My fingertips
The promise of tomorrow so fresh and bright

Today I crumble a little
Collapsing under the weight of
Distrust, blame, upheaval
Whispers in an empty hall of what could, what was, and what I thought
The truth yet absurdity hits like a metal gut punch

I want to find that woman with the flowers in her hair and the wind on her smile
I want her embrace to fill me up, turn this shell into meat again
I know she’s in there
Under dark shadows crouched low

I’ll find a way to tug her from under the depths
To soak her in sunshine and laughter, comfort and promise
To reunite, rejoice

I’m about to be on some hot girl shit again.

The Elevator Pitch

She’s the big picture kinda girl
The one who chases new horizons
Searching for a passion to match
Her creativity and skills

She’s a warrior
Who knows herself
And forgives her bruises and scars

She builds communities
With a smile and a to-do list
Discovering her people as she goes

She motivates improvement
But accepts her strengths and talents
Reinventing badassery
In a more inclusive way

She demands good in any situation
Finding beauty in the impending storm
Treating challenges
Like just one more pitch

She’s known for her energy and hard work
Her infectious personality
Her earth-shattering future

She is both a dreamer and a doer
A lover and a fighter
A small town girl with big city dreams

It’s nice to meet you.

Some-here

There is an Ericka that
Observes, absorbs, accepts, flows.

She is unperturbed by time
Or pressure
Or should be’s.

She attracts freedom & wisdom & grace & growth.
She falls in love with how little we all know.
She is pure and effortless.
She’s a powerful goddess.

I’m right where I’m supposed to be at every moment…

Why can growth’s non-linearity be so frustrating,
blissful?