Courtesy of Soul Sister.
Cracking the Egg
Warm and protected, safe inside, I lack all worry, fear and responsibility. I curl around my very self and sleep a perfect sleep. But not for long. A faint stirring troubles my heart and soul and wakens what has lain dormant-asleep-unborn. For how long?
by Barbara Banta
E is for the Cosmic Egg
Cosmic Egg by Lori Gloyd
The folded arms of the bird goddess cradle you and your creative self amid a deep, watery, abyss of cosmic space.
Gently the bird goddess places you and your creative self within an egg shaped urn, together with a flask of life giving blood
Toora, loora, loora
The bird goddess squats upon the egg, within which you and your creative self lie, arms pressed tightly against your body. The bird goddess concentrates, broods, provides warmth.
You concentrate, brood, enjoy the warmth
Hush-a-bye don't you cry,
Upon incubation you and your creative self emerge from the egg only to see a world that looks different. You experience a sense of renewal and regeneration and a vision of purpose forms.
Find a way to record and communicate that vision.
by Heather Blakey July 2006