Elevating the material square into the transcending pentacle

Five are the soft and lightly scented petals of the Wild Rose;
Five the numerical value of aramaic/hebrew letter "Hey" tracing with its almost squared shape the limitex boundaries of materiality leaving an opening towards the Infinite Spirit on its upper left corner;
 Five are the Blessed Elements of Nature..


 I dance and sing to summon You all, mighty Spirits! From deep within the depths of the Primordial creative Void, rise now to the highest of heights, it's Tiamat calling! By the Power of Water, kiss me A-dam





as the rolling tongue of the Ocean Waves would passionately reach the sand shore ; by the Power of Earth, embrace me, as the Soil and Roots hold dear the Sacred trees of the Forest; by the Power of Air, inseminate me as the cool midsummer breeze would gently scatter seeds amidst the green fields of the country side; By the Power of Fire, purify me as the ever burning Flame would re-turn heavy matter into light Spirit; By the Power of Aether, mesmerize me as the cosmic Weaver would skillfully spin the silvery thread of Life through the wheels of my subtle bodies.













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Becoming a Conscious Reflection of Thee

Few days after I wrote the I MET A FULL SPIRIT poem, I liked the idea of associating each element of Nature with a part of me, my being

BECOMING A CONSCIOUS REFLECTION OF THEE 

Earth: May my Womb be the Fertile Soil/ground for Your Divine Seeds to sprouth Life forth.

Water: May my Tears be the purest of your Streams on its inesorable way to the Greater Sea of Boundless Love

Air: May each and every utteranceof mine be the Creative roaring Thunder, its loudness expanding the narrow constraints of Plastic* physicality

Fire: May my Heart be the Pulsating inner Volcano, its luminous, blood overflowing in a outer explosion of Mystic Passion

Aether: May my Spirit be the Flint stone with which to light the Everburning Flame of my dancing Soul longing for You..

* Plastic in the meaning of something capable of being molded or of receiving form

I MET WITH A FULL SPIRIT

I deeply realized human beings are meant to be conscious Vessels for the Spirits to `work`the inert Mat(ter) so that its inner potential could be finally revealed.

I MET WITH A FULL SPIRIT

                              You are the Spirit of Air, that came to blow my Reason away

You are the Spirit of Water that came to quench my thirst for Love

You are the Spirit of Fire that came to burn the impurities of my Ego.

 You are the Spirit of Earth that came to lay deeper roots into my Soi(u)l.

You are the Spirit of AEther that came to vivify/electrify my whole Being.

You are the Breath of God made Man-ifested.

The mud Alcove of Groundly Pleasures – A sensual, barefoot intercourse between my feet and the Earth.

It has been a while I decided to spend more time being barefoot, regardless of the type of surface, environment, weather..

I started with medium-long walks on a “dirt” road then on the forest trails and recently, even when I go into town.

I walk, run, dance and jump always barefoot and I just cannot stop it anymore!

I tried to wear my sandals the other day but that felt total disconnection!

Yesterday I went for a walk in the forest following a new trail, that pass along the river and it was full - oh so full - of mud everywhere!

I got dirt up to my knees and never felt that light and relaxed.

I ve experienced a rainbow of emotions, each prompted by a different element/surface I came in contact with.

Spent there a couple of hours completely absorbing the creative energy of that unviolated soil.

The more I stepped into the muddy soil and got more "dirty", the greater I felt, a unique sensation of unconditional acceptance, of kinship with the Earth.

It went so deep as to resemble a sexual intercourse, my feet being the living probes of this extraordinary journey into that unknown "black hole".

After all I believe Love (and sex as one of its many expressions) is all around us, pervading each and every living things, every day, every hour, every minute and seconds.

The prose I wrote afterward is a “colorful” account of what it moved inside and outside of me.

The mud Alcove of Groundly Pleasures – A sensual, barefoot intercourse between my feet and the Earth.

by Aura Licht

Fertile Earthly Maiden, here I come to tease your senses by walking the trails of thy luscious body, 

there I sink my Feet into the scented Sex of yours.

Those long Blades of grass – like fingernails – scratch along my skin..

You suck my heels into Thee, holding my Extremities in an alchemic mystical Embrace.

Those fallen leaves – like pubic hairs – hide the secret Portal of Your grace from profane eyes.

As I penetrate more into it, the wet walls of warm mud open up like a trembling hungry mouth, its saliva orgasming pure water to further lubricate my next moves, yearning for more..

Those sharp thorns – like unexpected lustful bites – pierce my fleshes ejaculating red semen.

Earth to Man, Man back to Earth.

Ode to Life - a Poem

Yesterday I had a nice time at the lagoon in the property I am now living. I spent almost all morning laying naked in the sun, bathing in the water, dancing and feeling the elements around.

Then I met with the Cosmic Muse of Inspiration and I wrote the short poem that follows:

Ode to Life

by Aura Licht

Oh my beloved Golden Sun!

I yearn for thy warmth every day.

Giver of Life, embodyment of the gods most high, to you I give my Spirit for it to be infused with Thy everburning Fire

Oh Silvery Moon, cast the darkness of Ignorance away from my path, for the black shadows of the night are devoid of Wisdom.

Oh Mighty Winds, there is not softer touch than the one of your gentle fingers, invisibly shaping the stubborn gross Matter of my existence.

Oh the whole of Creation, there are no sweeter words of love to Nature than in the songs of Thy creatures abiding in the Forest joyously singing odes to Thee.

Oh dear Mankind, there is no food that alone could ever sustain your fleshes and nourish your spirit once deprived of its divine spark within.

(The) I cannot exist without Thee. It is thanks to You that (the) I came to be, in order to experience both the Inner and Outer aspects of Reality.

But no longer the “I” is going to fool me and make me believe we are separated.

For the pristine Waters of eternal Consciousness where once You arose from, are but a liquid mirror reflecting Thy neverending Mercy I am bathing in.