Jump In

Together, let us walk. Let us never stop. 
Let us go until we’ve reached the end. 
The end of a world in which we live to pretend. 
The end of heartless power and pyramid schemes. 
The end of broken promises and crushed up dreams. 

Together, let us dance. 
Let us give our truth a chance. 
Let us feel the songs that the wind will bring.
When we shut the fuck up, just enough, to hear the silence sing. 

Together, let us move. 
The storm has arrived now it’s time to walk through.
Hand and hand, until we’ve reached the tip of freedom..
Until we’ve returned to the moments that we came from – where our bodies bend to the beat of our own drum. 

Together, let us listen. 
To ourselves and to each other. 
Let us hear our enemies as our lovers. 
Let us see the truth in every sister and brother. 
Let us return to the wisdom of the mother. 
The compassion. 
The strength. 
The love that holds us together. 

Together, let us walk. 
Let us not stop. 
Until we’ve reached the end. 

And then..
Together, let us jump in. 

Love, Z (your moon babe) 

 

Advice, from a Woman to a Man

Dear Boys, 
If you really wish to be let in, let her be. 

Give her space. 

Ask for nothing but the everything that she is. 

If you see her dancing, for fuck sake, let her dance. 

Let her exist as her own and let your ego dissolve into the knowing that she doesn’t need you there. 

Experience the rush of wanting something that will never be truly yours. Be okay with that. 

Learn the language of her spine – 

the way she moves, the way she bends. 

See beyond her curves and feel the breath beneath her skin. 

Touch her like she’s sacred and know damn well that she is. 

Speak into her listening and find your power in the way that she stands in her own. 

Never tell her what she wants or who she is. 

Honor her truth and never speak for her to others. 

The moment you think you’re in control, you’ve lost her.
She is not a game to be played, or a fight to be won. 

Her love cannot be taken and her body belongs to no one.
Hold a space for her to be exactly who she is, without expectations. 

Let your desire become her freedom. 

Let her burn and throw yourself into her fire. 

That, my dear, is where the magic happens. 

Love, 

Z (your moon babe) and all the Women waiting to show you a new world 🌻