AN ILLNESS WITH NO NAME
Deep Frustration coursing through my veins
As I experience how insane our ignorance of the pain coursing
through Lifelines of Women WORLDWIDE persists
It is an illness with no name
Yet it destroys the foundation of the game of human existence
in its persistence to maim
The very SPIRIT upon which our life exists
How have we come to accept this?
How does this blindness persist?
As I danced the wild dance of PEACE, I looked around and
what was found, bound, was healing knowledge…
the wisdom of the ancients.
Free it. Embody it. Share it.
You are now safe. Love has you.
Artwork by Sandra Bernier
Writings of Anastasia Magdalena, channelled by Julie Westeinde
Voice and piano by Julie Westeinde