The Eternal Spinster: Ties That Bind

Connecting each to each...

The clever spider Goddess of the Ainu,

Entwines her fabric into the threads of life.

The Moirae: Atropas, Clotho and Lachesis

Spin, measure and cut each destiny.

The Arabic Fate sisters, too:

Marat, Allat and Al'uzza

Bind us to all that has been.

Nordic Frigga ravels and unravels human existence.

Ana of the most ancient Mideast created the world,

Interlacing the woof and warp of the universe;

As is the duty of the Spider Woman of the Dine.

Binding and unwinding Penelope rewove each day:

 Arachne leaves her tears on the everlasting web...

Moon spirits thread the Dayak,

Nais, Sumatran, Objiwa, Cherokee, Chinese and Egyptian stories

From continent to the islands;

Across the Earth.

Teutonic Holda and Bertha sew

The Textiles of Life;

Separating, severing and repairing...

Artemis, Athene, Aphrodite, all

Telling the tales of the wisdom of women

Endlessly;

From land to sky,

Creator to child,

Leaves to the wind...

The Legacies of  the eternal Spinstress.

copyright T. Truesdale 1998

Mothers Day 2015

Mother’s LoveBy Toni Truesdale

The home of your MotherIs to remember her very presence;That reaches around in an embrace as you enter.The house is permeated by all the shrines of childhood.Memories of feasts, ceremony and celebration,Birthdays, holidays past and present;Little talks and meals together.Laughing with siblings, cousins at the children’s tableA mother’s place is love with kisses,That hugs away the scrapes of life.

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The Sacred Feminine

The Mothers, Grandmothers, 

Great Grandmothers, Sisters,

Aunts and Cousins of the 

Cultures of the world

Bring life not only to the generations,

but bring gifts of the spirit as well.

They nurture and guide, teach, and love.

Through these women, life continues,

 for without them

children would be lost.

The gifts of the female are without measure.

So, to them, and all the generations before and the ones to come,

we give thanks....

copyright T. Truesdale 2015

Welcome Spring 2015

The Awakening

By Toni Truesdale

The Equinox of spring signifies the return of life

from the dormancy of winter.

Everything stirs, sprouts, unfolds..

We smell the awakening

 Welcome the continuance of earth’s eternal cycle.

Persephone is the Greek metaphor of spring.

“Cycles and Seasons”By Toni Truesdale The recurrence of the seasons continue to encircle our lives,Just as it gave celebrations to our ancestors.Spring Equinox, Summer Solstice,Fall Equinox, and Winter SolsticeMark those passages in a yearly cycle all over the world.We have learned to plant food and medicinesAccording to the agricultural calendar.We dance in a circle to celebrate the planting,Harvesting, and the storing of food.Buildings, monuments, and spiritual spaces have been builtTo align with the celestial movements that determineThe four seasons at the point of each transition. 

Water Spirit

Women and Water:

Water Spirit

Inhabiting all waterways;

Each river, stream, ocean and lake

Contain the presence of female spirits

Whose stories of wet splendor

Mirror our reverent astonishment,

Waters permeate and

 Sustain all life on our planet.

Copyright T. Truesdale 20003

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 As water becomes a central issue, as in the droughts and rising oceans; We turn our thoughts to this and remember what once it was sacred.For water is essential to all life on Earth.

New Beginnings, Adventures and Endeavors

Like the Pilgrims of ancient times, I strive to seek new places and spaces. All of Earth has it's secrets, both sacred and profane. Blessings and lessons everywhere for each of us to seek. I am moving back east to be closer to my family, wander new trails and smell the salt from the sea. Please follow my blog and explore my websites as I move into a fresh perspective. From the mountains of New Mexico at 7,000 ft to the Coast of Maine, sea level; it is sure to bring a new level of thoughts and imagery! Our lives are all a pilgrimage through passages in life's labyrinth...

" Pilgrim"

By Toni Truesdale

In early medieval times European women

Made pilgrimages to sacred places;

The many paths were well worn.

Although they wore Christian badges;

These spiritual spaces were the homes of the ancient 

Ladies of the Earth and healing places.

Their names come back to us now,

For they never left, but went underground

During patriarchal times.

Truesdale copyright 2005 

Winter Solstice: The Darkest Night

“Cycles and Seasons”

By Toni Truesdale

The recurrence of the seasons continue to encircle our lives,

 Just as it gave celebrations to our ancestors.

 Spring Equinox, Summer Solstice,

 Fall Equinox, and Winter Solstice

Mark those passages in a yearly cycle all over the world.

We have learned to plant food and medicines

According to the agricultural calendar.

We dance in a circle to celebrate the planting,

Harvesting, and the storing of food.

Buildings, monuments, and spiritual spaces have been built

To align with the celestial movements that determine

The four seasons at the point of each transition.

 Darkest Night

That moment of blindness,

 Just before

We turn into radiance.

It is the point of transition;

From fear into hope,

 And Despair into faith.

And when helplessness evolves into courage,

Inaction into resolve…

We heal from old wounds,

And become whole again…

We light the candles on the Tree of Life

As we turn from the darkest night;

To help  illuminate the world.

T.Truesdale copyright 2006