Yoda indirectly saves children from bullying
I wrote this as a poem instead of prose, but gosh, it inspired my heart so much to know that little thing that happened so many years ago, that I was led to share as a story, led to children cheering when a bold mama got inspired to stand up to a bully-mother.
A butterfly flapped ten years ago and helped children in a country on the other side of the world.
YES THAT HAPPENED!
While Old Man winter makes some last appearances (well, last-ish, anyway) - butterflies are on the move on higher levels! Hallelujah!
Clown Medicine
A Confluence of Actions
Fluttered unexpectedly almost a decade ago
Though I’m sure back then it didn’t didn’t know
I just followed the flow
Thus a butterfly effect became the emergent property the form of a man who alighted a little too long
And my way of interacting with him to get him to be on his way, to move move along
Yet almost a decade later would inspire another woman to step boldly into the power of (cracy) or
Divine Crazy
For this dude was trying to make moves that weren’t aligned for me and I’d already tried to send the hint along
But he wasn’t getting it and it felt all wrong
Inspired in an instant, I did something outlandish
That caused him to walk away and mutter
“What are you, crazy?”
Shaking his head
As he went, while I got to enjoy my coffee
Silliness helping me rid myself of someone intent on sucking off me
A wave goodbye to complacently putting up with unwanted attentions
In a joyful way full of audacity
And Play
I Impersonated Yoda
In an unexpected way
Today I heard from a sacred sister
Of Children at play
Being bullied by a bigger boy
Like Dursley, with his piggy tail, and his
Mother on the way
And A Witness
A Mom
Watching her boy cry along with others younger and smaller than the one doing them wrong
Got a ping
Or was it a pong
Or was it an atomic quark of an electron Song
Sung from the other side of the world
And She confronted the bully
And the Mother on the way
In a beautiful badass Empowered Goddess
Way
Yes
When that Dursley type got all up in her face
Looking like she could throw a punch to keep her son the bully in place
When the Mother called to protect faced the parent of the bully bringing young children tears
Faced that Dursely mom
And that mom asked what her son said
And when told that told her son called the other children trash
The mom of the bully said, “That’s not a problem.”
Indeed
This Dursley-mother claimed calling little ones trash was alright
The Mom called to love and protect
On her noble singing throat chakra steed
Called to bring justice
Beyond the Tank
Of son and mother
Unable yet to be kind to a vulnerable other
Of those who try to make others feel diminished to no more than a speck
Well the mom, this friend of mine remembered that Yoda impersonation
And got inspired as she received the transmission of the wildly insane silliness that disarms
Patriarchy and bullies
She began to sing into that Bully-mothers face
That Goddess began to sing
Trash Trash Trash Trash
With such silliness and abandon
Not worrying what others would think
And it sent the bully-mom to the brink to where she simply walked away
Because my friend embodied
The Divine Mother in her Fierce and Silly Face
Plain and simply the bullies walked away
The Bully Mother
Muttering and shaking her head
That one is really crazy
Have you been baptized with in-sanity?
Where your song is seen as so unpredictable it can silence bullies?
The Cracy Woman
Silly Yoda
Fierce
Wise
Mother
Transmission
Feel your gain
When you open your heart
And allow yourself to never be the same
Silly Medicine
Will Up Your Sovereign
Game
When your heart is aligned to Source
And you don’t give a rats arse
Divine Love pours out
In unexpected ways
To free the children
To give them back their voice
And the children on the other side of the world did
Cheer
At this Goddess Fierce-In-Sane Mother
This Shero
Who harnessed the power of song and silliness
To cause a Bully to abdicate her throne
Now they know
They are not on their own
They’re not alone
From now on they know
There is something that can be done
Even when those who are cruel look strong
Meet Truth
And Silliness
With Accountability
In Song
And Off They Go
Sure you’re too far gone
To be Safe
For them to continue their Wrong
Off they go
Off they go
Before they lose it like you
Did you know in-sanity
Is Medicine
In a world gone madder
Than a mongoose
That’s lost its freshly made pancake batter
And is waving its spatula blaming the eggs
For the matter
What does it mean to embody the Divine Mother
Gangsta Tough Love
True Mater?
Madness can be medicine in a world that has lost its mind. Yes, I knew that mentally, I have often used diversions like this, but this happened from different leve, soul one, so spontaneously, exactly after you initiated it, transmitted it. Incredible what a connection of souls can do across space and time. We were just chatting, technically. But in essence we were not even talking, we were just being.
Yes, you unlocked a miracle and thank you for that. And look how interesting this is, the question of boundaries. Ten years ago, you had to defend your own boundary and here I was defending my child's. Defending against aggression. There is no reasoning with it, just like you cannot negotiate with a tick, it has to be cut off. Cutting off, the act of the masculine principle, pure Mars, but done in the way of the wild woman, Lilith. Concepts and names do not really matter, we are just playing with them, but still, fascinating.
And about patriarchy and the so-called great masculine power, which is only great when it surrenders to the Goddess, to the feminine principle within itself, in that moment when that woman was attacking me, several men were watching. No wait, only half of those present, the rest were staring at their phones. Of that half, half were men. They watched with fear, with discomfort, I felt it. Poor is the woman who has to rely on such men for protection...
This story is powerful because it shows the web of our interconnectedness across space and time. And it is not just comforting, it is a kind of guarantee, though I can already hear the universe laughing at that word, but if planets have an orbit then I have the right to say it too, that we are succeeding in anchoring the light grid into this material world.
It often does not seem that way when you look at the chaos around us, but miracles like this prove that miracles live.
Thank you.
Love it!