Minä luon - I create

19/10/2026

You Mirror my heart and soul so perfectly here, it feels!
Thank you for your Beautiful art Yoshiko Prema Swan 🙏

11/10/2026

Let's hold the community whole, Together. ❤️🌹❤️

Women need community.
It's in our blood. Our bones.

We are meant to sing together.
Cook together.
Tend the garden together.
Play together.
Pray together.

We all long for this. Maybe this longing is ever-present and permeates all that we are, or maybe it shows its face in the quiet subtleties of life....
In the way we devour poetry.
In the way we make love.
In the way we fantasize about the lives of passersby.
In the way we draw out conversation in hopes for that familiar old spark of depth.

We remember.
Our bodies remember.
We need it.

And I see so many of us today reaching out for such community only to be met with other women who are also Under-Resourced, Under-Pleasured, Overworked, and Overwhelmed.

I'm seeing a detrimental lack of support for Mothers in particular.

{Humanity is suffering largely in part because our MOTHERS are suffering.}

Read that again.

These days moms can't hardly bathe themselves in peace-- let alone find the energy to pour into their passions and life's work.
The passion of the feminine quite literally keeps the world spinning.
Yet instead of being available for spontaneous creative flow and life-altering love, mothers are constantly forced into "Beta Brain".
Making phone calls, meals, money, appointments...
Balancing schedules and checkbooks... Playing Mom, Dad, Friend, Therapist, Doctor...
Playing every role.

Our mothers are exhausted.

So I must ask... At What Cost?
What will come of generation after generation of children being raised by tired, disembodied mothers?

Just look around.

You see...
Mothers don't need patted on the back. Mothers don't need accolades.
They need tangible support in the household and in their communities.
They need shared responsibility.
They need reciprocity in relationships.
They need to be held.
They need pleasure.
Space to release.
Freedom to create for the sake of creating.

And responsibility lies on each and every one of us to give this to our women.

Humanity cannot be free until women are free. And I believe Community is Key. 🔑

____________

Madison Earthwalker
Hearticulations of a Birthkeeper
Art by: Dorrie Joy Artist 🪶

11/10/2026

Aamuista sanailua,
paritettua runoilua
11.10.2026 Minä ja Metsä
(English versions below)

Minä-Hän-Nainen-ihminen?
.. Elävä organismi
Valtaisa sienirihmasto,
joka pukkaa pintaan itiöemän.

Laulun
Maalauksen
Runon
Kuvakudoksen
Villasukan

- erilajisia sieniä elämän kankaalla,
Kangasmetsässä, missä
on vaikeaa erottaa metsää puilta
ja muilta esiinpukkaavilta asioilta.

Tänä syksynä suppilovahvero ja kantarelli ovat olleet satoisimpia.
Entä ensi syksy?

*

Minä olen Metsä
Kokonainen
Metsä.

Kuten me yhdessä
Isompi pienessä

Mieti sitä!
Miten mahtuu
Maailmaan maailmat
Tuhannet, tuhannet
Lukemattomat
Laskemattomat
Maailmat?

Iso pienessä, pieni isossa,
s***n sokin ja sylikkäin
Me kaksi ja maailma.
Minä ja hän - me
Metsät metsässä.

Me tässä.

* * *

Even though the Google-translations are terrible, they sometimes give, in a way, so accurate but so very funny expressions - those you did not mean to say, in that way it's a "wrong translation", but somehow still right, in a weirdly funny and meaningful way... Sometimes more, sometimes less so.

Anyhow, now,
I am too lazy to start to "correct" the form, even the meaning, where it's lost. I just copy here what I fast-translated got (with just a very tiny little correction 😅).

G! Gee, what a gadget!

*

Morning words, paired poetry 11.10.2026 Me and the Forest

Me-He-Woman-Human?.. A living organism
A huge fungal mycelium that pops up the spore mother.

Song
Painting
Poem
Tapestry
Wool socks

- different types of mushrooms on the fabric of life,
In the fabric forest, where it is difficult to distinguish the forest from the trees and other protruding things.

This autumn the funnel-shaped mushroom and the chanterelle have been the most productive.
What about next autumn?

*

I am the Forest
The whole Forest.
Like us together
The bigger in the smaller

Think about it!

How can a world
Include worlds of worlds
(Inhabit)
Thousands, thousands
Countless
Uncountable
Worlds?

Big in small, small in big,
Higgledy-piggledy all over the place
With caresses, in an embrace
(with shock and hug)
The two of us and the world.
Me and him - we
Forests in the forest.

We here.

*

(a notion about finnish language:
We here = me tässä
In the forest = metässä)

25/09/2026

Perception is a mirror, not a fact.
Havainto on peilikuva, ei tosiasia - se kertoo aina kokijasta itsestään.
❤️🙏❤️

30/08/2026

Aamun mietteitä minuudesta sekä valinnan vapaudesta ja vaikeudesta, kunnes saamme silmämme ja koko olemuksemme kunnolla auki.
💗
Thoughts on "self" and about our freedom of choise & difficulty of it, until we are ready to open our eyes and heart to what is.

***

Tänä aamuna kysyin itseltäni:
Liisa - miten "sinusta tuli sinä"?
Vastaus kuuluu näin:

Se on oma valintani

- Kun asiat tulevat tiettyyn
pisteeseen, kun niiden on
aika tapahtua, ne tapahtuvat.
Valinnat tekevät itse itsensä.

Minä vain kuljen.
Kuljen sokkona
kunnes avaan silmäni...
ne avautuvat ja avataan
- avautuminen tapahtuu ajallaan - Aivan oikealla ajallaan
oikea-aikaisesti
luota vaan.

Näin siinä sitten kävi:

Huomasin olevani
- Minä itte, ihan itte -
huomasin kadonneeni.

"Muuttuneeni"
itsekseni, olemattomaksi
minuksi.

Kaikkineni olen tässä.

Kaikkineni, kynineni,
papereineni, viivoineni
- kaikkineni -
Ollen tämä ja tuo
ja kaikki siltä väliltä.

Sanat. Kuvat.
Rivivälit.
Muoto ja tausta
tyhjyyttä täynnä

Kaikkeudesta kummunneena Kaikuna.
Kuvastimestaan kimmonneena äänenä, värinä; väreenä
Syvän veden.

26/08/2026

Olemisen sietämätön keveys 💚

Liberation is often regarded as the highest achievement—something that would completely transform the life of the one who attains it. This gives it a sense of meaning and importance. Yet that importance depends entirely on the illusion that there is someone to receive it. Without that illusion, liberation has no relevance at all. There is no one to be freed and no one to know freedom. The value placed on liberation belongs only to the dream of “me.” Without that dream, it has no consequence, because there is no one for whom it could apply.

26/08/2026

Kaunista loppukesän päivää tämän ihanan kohottavan biisin myötä. Kiitos luonnon Voima! Kiitos Aurinko!

2006. aasta Etno-pop-jazz-folk-ambient-metsa-maa-hingebänd.