The Hall of New Beginnings

The Hall of New Beginnings

Floating between
in the hall of
New Beginnings

this world between worlds

where infinite possibilities

stretch out
the imaginary
of Time.

This is No-Time
and No-Space,
this Longer Now,
this No-Thing-Ness

place where I am free,

I am loved and loving,
this cloak of pain and scars
softly fading,
my rainbow cloak
brightly glowing,
for I herald from the stars.

Planted in this world of Light
and Shadow to help new beginnings grow.

My children are my garden,
they are the quivering arrows
of life shot from my bow.
They are grown into saplings now,
their roots digging deeper into this earth,
their branches spreading far and wide,
they too are planting gardens,
they too are in this Hall of New Beginnings.
They too herald from the stars.

Healing now,
loving ourselves,
loving each other
loving this world and
all her inhabitants
we are breathing
and loving the New Earth
into being.

Om Shanti.

Blessed be.

A’ho Mitakuye Oyasin.

© Kamea Moonmaiden


Love Will Find You

Love Will Find You

Love will find you,

yes, find you and

remind you of the

sweetest things this

life has to offer.

The delicacy of

lingering kisses,

the warmth of

heartfelt embraces,

the comfort of


the gratification

of stimulating


lasting long into the night,

starting early Sunday mornings,

love will find you.

Love will sneak

up on you,

catch you off guard,

leave you breathless,

knees shaking,

heart pounding,

soul singing “Yes”

as each beautiful

moment unfolds

into itself,

healing all wounds,

dissolving all pain,

Love, the great healer,

will find you at last.

© Kamea Moonmaiden

The Journey Inwards

The Journey Inwards

Every day brings new opportunities for fresh starts. No matter who you are or what your challenges may be, there is a reason for you to be here. You are a miracle. And it’s by noticing the every day miracles around you which increases the Love in the Universe. Love is letting go of fear, our greatest obstacle and from which the most challenging obstacles of darker emotions and feelings arise.

The journey inwards is not an easy one. Many saints have written about the dark night of the soul, or the battle with the dragon. Teachers can only take us to the doorway of the inner labyrinth, but finding the center of the maze and taming our own inner dragon is a solo journey. The quest which must be completed in order to properly use the Force, which we are each given.

Love your self unconditionally, celebrate your uniqueness in this great mosaic tapestry of life. When your journey gets tough and there are not like minded souls around you, seek comfort in Nature. Let Her warm arms comfort you with Her beauty, Her strength and resilience, Her oceans, streams and rivers, Her trees, plants and flowers, her living creatures great and small. See the sparkle in the eyes of the children, and soon you will see that same sparkle in your own eyes, and in the eyes of those around you.

Never let the Light go out in your eyes. Keep shining, my friends, keep shining.

Stepping Past The Equinox

Stepping Past The Equinox

We are stepping past the Equinox
basking in the Void,
looking back at the Eclipse –
we are open.

The world

heaves and shifts

yet again –

people are screaming
in the streets.
Revolution here

let it move with Love.

Let the Water Protectors
lead the way,
lead the way
into a Brand New Day.

A Brand New Golden Dawn

Peace at last ~

Love will reign supreme,

for we are Golden.

We are water.

Water is Life and Life is Sacred.

Each of us is Sacred,

none more than any other,

we are Family.

One human Family,

I am you and you are me,

hearts filled with Love

are forever free,

we are Gaia’s children.

We are stepping past the Equinox

Looking back at the Eclipse.

We are open.


© Kamea Moonmaiden

All Nations Rise

All Nations Rise

Well, today Jupiter moves into Libra and the Standing Rock Sioux are still standing strong against the location of the construction of the Dakota Access pipeline, which would go through sacred lands just behind their reservation and used to belong to them before a series of treaty violations by the U.S. government took it away from them and is very close to their water source.

I am traveling with a caravan out there in October to show support, for this protest is growing, folks, exponentially growing. All fifty nations of Native Americans show solidarity and support and now, despite lack of media coverage, world wide attention is being gained in support, for we are water, and #LifeIsWater. Rerouting is all they are asking for, for the safety of the water.

Today at 4 p.m. CST is a synchronized worldwide meditation where we shall all focus divine love and energy on ourselves and the world waterways and chant I Am Water for 15 minutes.

And here is a gift for you, this beautiful song by Lyla June, which is so powerful it brought me chills and made me weep. As a fellow Rainbow Warrior, I am praying for world peace and healing, we are One Tribe now, the human tribe. Our open hearts and minds build the Rainbow Bridge which connects Heaven and Earth.

Rainbow Blessings of Love and Light. A’ho Mitakuye Oyasin. We are all connected.

Lost in Bliss

Lost in Bliss

I just want to lose myself
in his arms,
all wrapped up in love,
lost in bliss.

His kisses have the power
to transport
me to other realms,
his touch so profound
that bliss lasts for hours,
as helpless as a newborn
this world is our own.

Each twilight encounter
ever sweeter
days more surreal,
both of us hearts guarded,
nevertheless, bit by bit
we’ve bonded,

discovering each other’s
memorizing every inch
of these body temples,
surely with feelings
so golden,
so magical –
surely this love is true.

Beginnings can be so scary.

© Kamea Moonmaiden 08/09/2016

Setting the Princess of Roses Free, Part Two

Setting the Princess of Roses Free, Part Two

Rosalie had to wait a very long time for her lover to find another pebble which rendered invisibility, for the young Prince had to travel across many seas to reach the island of the good fairy who had given him his pebble as a young boy, as a favor to his parents, the King and Queen of the Golden Island.

At first she was very brave, for she had fallen deeply in love, and the strength of that love lifted and sustained her, filling her completely from head to toe with joy. But the days grew into weeks, and the weeks grew into months, and still no sign of her love.

For the good fairy had relocated, so it took three months just to find her, and by the time he returned to the island the Prince of Air had whisked the beautiful Princess off too, she was gone. Her captor had grown weary of attempting to persuade her to love him, yet he didn’t want anyone else to find her. He had discovered she had a lover for the jenii reported her behavior and murmuring to him. Months and months brought many tears to the young maiden, heartbroken at not being rescued.

So she made friends with the Prince of Gnomes, who was designated to amuse her and cheer her up in a desperate attempt to bring her out of a deep depression. The Prince of Air was feeling a touch of remorse, for what good was it to hold her captive if she trembled with hatred and rage every time he approached her?

Well, of course the Prince of Gnomes fell in love with her too, and as she was beginning to think her lover might have perished, she agreed to run away with him and get married. But the night before their planned departure, the Prince from the Golden Island finally found her.

He had to travel through the Island of Despair to get to the good fairy, who was sharing the island with the dark fairy. On that side of the island, heartbroken lovers (all men) aimlessly wandered about until they happened upon another, then they immediately killed themselves together. Bodies were strewn across the path here and there, each pair killed in a different manner.

It was because of this island that the good fairy had taught her youngest son to hate women. For she couldn’t bear the thought of her favorite ever ending up heartbroken. Perhaps if she hadn’t filled his mind with such hateful ideas about women, he wouldn’t have found it appropriate to steal away the first maiden he ever fell in love with.

The Golden Prince was actually led to his sweetheart’s secret prison by the Prince of the Sea (who could also have been Neptune). As luck would have it, he had also fallen in love with the Princess, and was throwing young heroes in search of her (for her father had sent out several convoys at this point) off a cliff into the sea. But once he touched someone, they were able to breathe under the water.

So the Golden Prince found Rosalie, and they wept and clung fast to each other. Wasting no time after all they had been through, he gave her the magic pebble and they flew out of the fortress (for he had acquired the power of flight granted him for emergencies by the good fairy when he found her and told her all he had been through. She felt very sorry that her son the Prince of Air had kidnapped the Princess, for he was on the verge of heading on over to the Island of Despair himself at that point. Besides, the King and Queen of Roses were her friends).

The Prince of the Sea had been instructed by his mother to help the couple escape, and with his help they got the Princess across the Sea. Finally they arrived at the Island of Roses, where her father lay on his deathbed for sorrow at losing his daughter. Her mother was ruling the Island, and her eyes sparkled greatly when she saw the two approaching. If she hadn’t have been sitting in her throne, she would have shrieked aloud for joy and wept loudly. Soon she and her daughter gave each other the biggest tightest hug ever, and together they went to see the King.

His face brightened and tears streamed down his face as he thanked the Golden Prince, who knelt down and humbly asked for her hand in marriage. This was happily granted, and with the color returning to his cheeks, the King was able to pull himself up out of the royal four poster bed which had roses strewn all about it.

The feasting before, during and after the wedding was the most amazing anyone in the land had ever seen, especially when the King and Queen of the Golden Island arrived just in time for the wedding. For their honeymoon they sailed to a small island next to the Golden Island, where they swam in clear blue waters, ate lots of fruit, drank ambrosia and slept under the stars every night. Within a couple of months it was clear Rosalie was expecting, and they decided to take their place in the Royal House of the Golden Island, where they would learn how to become rulers themselves someday.

(This just came to me, so I wrote it down right away, I will add an analogy and a very interesting synchronicity which happened after writing part 1 a bit later, for i need a break now. Love love.)

© Kamea Moonmaiden