About this episode
Dear Ones, I just spent three days with 125 women virtually and 25 women in Sonoma. Sharing my heart, the teachings of the muse, and the integration of the critic. This is where my painting is at and where the poem emerged this morning. Dedicated to color of women 2025!!! I love co-leading with two of my best friends, Lavender and Amber. Powerful women that light up my heart.???Shiloh Sophia P.S. check Musea.org to paint with usThere is a MUSE of Magics class coming up….The Muse of Prima MateriaThe MuseShe rises up from underground riversShe shimmies down from stardust dreamsWild horses ride the roads of her hairBirds of every color perch on her branchesIn her pocket, a silvery lizard rides shotgunOn her cowgirl hat, a tiny gold spider spins talesShe winks at me, I blush in dozens of rosesBecause my Muse is beautiful and funny andWe like each otherThe MuseShe constellates from my ancient root systemRemembering red ochre markings on cave wallsShe comes to me from the portals of every houseI have ever lived in, and reminds me, I have choiceI have voice… I have choice… I have voice….My Muse mantra releases hidden butterfliesToday, in her leopard print sunglassesIn her glittering magenta lipgloss kissShe is impossibly bossy, and I like it, Swack!The MuseShe says to me: Girl, it’s time to sing it!Sing what? I ask. Yes, she replies, Yes!Her cryptic responses vibrate everywhereEvery sensual opening humming with lifeHoney Bees fly around my head, their hummingLights sweet sparks of ancient creative fireI know what she meansThe sacred language of all women:Mother Tongue, Yes it’s Mother Tongue timeThe MuseThe prima materia of the Muse is:Truth so sharp it bears a double-edge bladeThe original substance of creation, is me-in-matterMy stardust bones, my lightening mind fires & wiresShe says to me: You are the universe, universingas You, act like it, won’t you? Come on now!The Mother Tongue of the Muse is a kiss of fireand a bad attitude that’s just so goodThe MuseHer invitation to play just makes me happy Let this be our unquiet revolutionAgainst all odds, a council of misfitsGathers to enjoy life amidst the chaos that swirlsBrazen, unapologetic, extra extra womenI will see you there, at the Red Thread CaféTea with the Muse is not just a good ideaIt’s Ritual Access to our Mother TongueLet’s speak, let’s sing, let’s sway, let’s prayLet’s Create!!Shiloh Sophia Laughing Cloud Get full access to Tea with the Muse at
