Author: lesleystedmon@gmail.com

The manifesto of the sensually awakened woman

The manifesto of the sensually awakened woman

The manifesto of the sensually awakened womanBy Lesley Stedmon The sensually awakened womanIs awake and alive. She is in awe and has awareness of the immense power that burns within her.Does not apologize for herself, her power and her sensuality.Sees through the fog of fear, 

Don’t interrupt my becoming

Don’t interrupt my becoming

Don’t interrupt my becoming because you don’t like yourself.Don’t interrupt my becoming with your fear and shame.Don’t interrupt my becoming because extinguishing my flame won’t make yours burn any brighter.You may interrupt my becoming to ask to join me on my path or ask for 

Temple  by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Temple by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer


O body, cracked bell
that still sings when struck,
O leaky cup,
O broken stem,
I love you, body,
your crooked path,
your crumbling walls,
your faulty math.
I love the way
you stopped believing
you could ever
hold it all,
how you began
to let yourself
become the one
that’s being held.
I love the graffiti
on your inner halls—
scrawled names of all
who shaped you.
O body, my wreck,
my holey glove,
my street worn sole,
my crumpled page,
forgive me for years
of trying to fix you,
for believing the fable
of whole,
you, my perfect
wounded heart,
my stuttered hymn,
my sacred
begging bowl.

There is only one of you.

There is only one of you.

Thin, thick, tall, small, slender, curvy, curly, straight, dark, light, that body, with every detail is YOURS alone, look at it with compassion.Fatima Mohammed