SalmonWritten after Carolyn Hillyer brought a salmon skin for us to hold at the Goddess Conference

Salmon skin soul magic is calling me home,
home through whispers of wisdom and
the pulse of my prayers in Her blood.

Salmon skin soul magic is calling me home,
upstream, a leap of faith,
through the rage of rocks on flesh
and the fear of  being pulled under,
stuggling, straining, onward, always
She is calling me home.

Salmon skin soul magic is calling me home,
through the veil of memory and the glimpse of dreams,
through the breath of life and the knowledge She gives.
Home, to the smell of  heather on peat,
to the spiral of smoke as we circle the fire.
Home, to Her heart in the beat of the drum,
to stories told and songs sung,
Home to love and home to peace,
home to beauty and home to grace.

Sacred One, you call me home