Cultivating Kundalini

Flaming inside my lower back
Sacred root chakra
Tossing my body around
Like a toy shaken by a dog
Burning my chest and lungs
Burning through and through
Cauterizing every piece
Of my broken heart.
I am restored
Miraculously reborn
Without scar tissue

It started with the Rapture
When my old life ended
And my new life began

Kundalini, a powerful
Coiled snake seductress
Sprang to life, shockingly
Surprisingly
Blasted through my pelvic area
With such sanctimonious sensations
Ecstatic pleasure and pain
Bursting hot energy
Like boiling lava, or revving up
Like a bull pawing the ground
Racing to stab the matador
With sharpened horn

Not so silently or serenely do these
Clotted roadblocks clear away
Rotor rootered throughout
Cleansed for the first time
Perhaps ever
Breathing out from my
Open mouth
Leaking out some of
The intensity so as not
To blow out the torch
Of my life in one fatal whoosh.

Divination afoot

The Breath of Life
Breathes for me
Begs me to open up
Become more alive
Than ever before

The entire channel shatters
As the sneaky snake
Smashes through every membrane
Muscle, bone and organ
That stands in Her way

The gush opens up and
I am for the very first time
Ever
An emptied, flowing channel
Unencumbered by human
Guts or goo, fully open

To Divine Magic

Pierced sighing, crying
Laughing at the absurdity
Of all of my former worries
All those attachments to
My body, my ego
Heaving, letting go
Finally

Surrendering

Released into the
Blackness, untethered from
All I once knew and thought
Was real
Floating unencumbered
Comforted, blessed
Only slight fear but real enough

Will I let go of all human
Connection one day

Die

Lose all I used to know?

Yes, but, I will also remember and
Know more than ever before

We will dance together
In some space or time or
Cloud, in light or darkness
However it looks

All together, One