A Dancing Warrior Path

On the 1st of February, I celebrate my fourth published book, ‘The Circle The Fire & The Phoenix. A dancing warriors path’ I shall be sharing a few excerpts from it in the next few weeks. I hope it is enjoyed 🙂

Stepping into the unknown is a curious thing to do, the dance

is always unknown we step in to see what we might find. To

explore the possibilities, to set our intentions without knowing

what will unfold and without making any plans…. sometimes we

meet with challenges, that is part of the unfolding, sometimes

we meet with the deepest joy and sometimes we visit old stories

that long to be listened to and given that moment’s attention….

sometimes we simply make love to the mystery…

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Rightful Place

The old story lingers,

finding its way through broken circles,

And every now and again forms into a painful experience

of not belonging

Fitting into that same territory of not knowing

where my place is and what is needed of me,

An outsider looking in and feeling the pain

in her heart

It keeps her in a perpetual cycle of one foot in

and one foot out

Bringing these feet together

in one dance

one way of being

She cuts the story clean from her heart

Never to wander that lonely shore of indecision

Taking her place she stands stronger, clearer,

spine connected,

all the bones and muscles back

into their right position

The old story is laid to rest floating down stream away

from its anchor

released to the elements,

Where did it come from?

The need to run away, away from the pain of humiliation

away from the sensations of what has been denied

Not wanting to bring that story, my story into the homes of

others,

Into the home of what is important to me

Keeping it at bay behind closed doors.

Yet to free myself the door will open

and stepping out into the container of humility and unbrokenness

the dancer sings her song for all to hear

and takes her place in the center of the drum beat.

Calling in her allies as the dagger cuts open the pain in

her chest

and the deep hollow bone is filled with her own wisdom

and knowing.

Taking a new and rightful place that comes with ease and

understanding

of the path traveled and crawled upon, the broken knees

and bloodied fingertips,

reaching out, reaching out.

To never walk that path again

But to stand strong in her own presence

And where she is meant to be.

Caroline Carey

from The Circle, The Fire & The Phonix

About Caroline Carey

Caroline, born in 1960, grew up with a love for the wild, for nature, for animals and to dance. She wrote poetry and stories, created theater and explored the art of ritual of which she always held a fascination for. Not being of the academic type and being passionate about mystery, immagination and myth, she chose to spend her time alone with her many animals and the passion she had for ecstatic dance whether indoors or in nature. Her imagination was as wild as her life-style and by adapting the religious education insisted on by her family, she was able to recognise her own innate connection to Spirit and the spirit guides she became strongly connected to. Mothering her six, (now adult) children, Caroline has learnt the art of play, creativity, story telling and the deep surrender and unconditional love that motherhood bestows upon us.
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