I have a poem somewhere called ‘A Group Of Women’ or something like that.
I can’t remember where the poem is, because sometimes they come to me like that, fully formed and transient things not meant to be recorded.
As I was falling asleep the other night a vision of a ladder popped into my head.
The poem also returned to me in its most true form.
We’ve all heard of the career ladder but what about the spiritual ladder?
I found myself thinking how beautiful it is when women can reach down and help another woman up – when it comes to ascension I mean.
The evolution of our souls.
Much love Txx
Ps…after writing the post, I searched through my Google docs and found the poem…enjoy:
A Group of Women
At night, I visit
the warehouse with the secret
ladder. Up and up.
A group of women
In my dreams – show me the way
By day though, I’m lost.