All right…enough already…I’ve started and stopped my introduction to Sirens’ Song four times and since I’m not “technically” the writer in the group, what I’m attempting has felt fake and not of my essence. So here’s to new beginnings!
I’m flashing hotter than hell today, building my hens an additional shelter, working sheep and sweating like a pig….AND…I love it. I’ve settled in with my ice cold beer, an empty kitchen and feeling the ahhhh that comes over me when I know I’m about to connect with my Sirens.
That ahhhh is why we’ve decided to open ourselves to the rest of the world and make available to women everywhere that which we now find so endearing…so much our center….so having the place to clean house and BE at home. Our essence, our reason for being here, our conversation and our check ins are for the sake of Truth…for honoring that which it, at times, feels like no one else wants to hear…for holding space and opening new doors to our souls. There’s something about being heard by this circle of women that has opened things in me that I know…I KNOW would not have blossomed otherwise. They hold me accountable without judgment, they find beauty in my simple words, they honor my masculine side and have been the catalyst to the growth of my feminine. Never…ever before have I found a circle of women…of beings brave enough to do what these women do for me. And now we offer to you the opportunity to be the vigilant observer of just that….meet us here daily…bring your beer, your wine, your tea, your water…come alone or in a circle of friends…agree or disagree with us…embrace us or find our energy a space to relieve your fear, tension and anger. The Siren entices, awakens, is alluring and is all of that without any particular intention. Welcome.
I am Zita….I am sooooooo Zita…(doesn’t that name conjure up images of Italy, wine, grape vines, sultry sex, amazing food and splendor?) . I am separated from Buzz Kill and mother to: Cosmo Girl, Farmer, Twinkle Toes and Nitro5 (they chose their own names). My hair has not been it’s natural color for 25 years, I’ve learned to totally embrace indoor tanning and pedicures, Hanky Panky undies and occasionally indulge in a Brazilian wax. The other half of the time I’m: working the farm, tending the garden, training the dogs, wrestling sheep, and birthing other women’s babies. I embrace and am drawn into the masculine and feminine nature of things and find myself walking that fenceline often. I love: Byron Katie, Nancy, Birthing From Within,belly dancing, my children and sex. I’m not afraid to speak my mind (I thought everyone did that), I’m great at creative problem solving and am an amazing comfort food cook.
I’m flashing hotter than hell today, building my hens an additional shelter, working sheep and sweating like a pig….AND…I love it. I’ve settled in with my ice cold beer, an empty kitchen and feeling the ahhhh that comes over me when I know I’m about to connect with my Sirens.
That ahhhh is why we’ve decided to open ourselves to the rest of the world and make available to women everywhere that which we now find so endearing…so much our center….so having the place to clean house and BE at home. Our essence, our reason for being here, our conversation and our check ins are for the sake of Truth…for honoring that which it, at times, feels like no one else wants to hear…for holding space and opening new doors to our souls. There’s something about being heard by this circle of women that has opened things in me that I know…I KNOW would not have blossomed otherwise. They hold me accountable without judgment, they find beauty in my simple words, they honor my masculine side and have been the catalyst to the growth of my feminine. Never…ever before have I found a circle of women…of beings brave enough to do what these women do for me. And now we offer to you the opportunity to be the vigilant observer of just that….meet us here daily…bring your beer, your wine, your tea, your water…come alone or in a circle of friends…agree or disagree with us…embrace us or find our energy a space to relieve your fear, tension and anger. The Siren entices, awakens, is alluring and is all of that without any particular intention. Welcome.
I am Zita….I am sooooooo Zita…(doesn’t that name conjure up images of Italy, wine, grape vines, sultry sex, amazing food and splendor?) . I am separated from Buzz Kill and mother to: Cosmo Girl, Farmer, Twinkle Toes and Nitro5 (they chose their own names). My hair has not been it’s natural color for 25 years, I’ve learned to totally embrace indoor tanning and pedicures, Hanky Panky undies and occasionally indulge in a Brazilian wax. The other half of the time I’m: working the farm, tending the garden, training the dogs, wrestling sheep, and birthing other women’s babies. I embrace and am drawn into the masculine and feminine nature of things and find myself walking that fenceline often. I love: Byron Katie, Nancy, Birthing From Within,belly dancing, my children and sex. I’m not afraid to speak my mind (I thought everyone did that), I’m great at creative problem solving and am an amazing comfort food cook.
The Empress says of me:
Smoldering, playful, flirtatious, chameleon, timeless, classy, sassy. She is a woman of many children yet a woman who fully owns herself. She is Sunday morning wine drinker and one-armed cookbook chef. She is willing to reinvent herself time and time again – body builder, retreat owner, wife, single mother, birth worker, feminist, tantric goddess. She is the question-asker, the go-to-the-jugular investigator, the reflective mirror. She is warm arms and back rubs and a body to lean into. She is big earrings and saucy haircuts and shimmery lipstick. She is camp fire builder and dancer. She is an orator, storyteller, oral historian. She is partner and lover and seeker and hero. Her gaze is intense but always ready to split into a thousand beams of light. Her spirit is like a lighthouse and her radiance offers safe harbor to any seeking one.
Oh holy! BTW Empress, how did you ever remember the one armed chef?!
On the flip side of the coin I don’t do well with: linear thinking, black and white, gourmet cooking, make up (it makes my eyes burn), lack of air conditioning, and people whining for the sake of giving their Victim airtime.
Lila writes …
Zita: kick ass, wild woman, maternal embrace and sexy siren. brilliance, pure brilliance. fierce as fire. unraveling things down to the bone. Wolf. passionate and brave, intentional and subversive, magnolia and lilacs, teacher and breath of life. Insight. calm under pressure and laugh out loud funny. inspired, force of nature. spacious, loyal, delicious.
Laugh out loud funny and delicious…now I really like that!
And then there’s Foxy…oh Foxy what a time you’ve had and you’ve chosen my most cherished venue for your description:
You are Sweet Chestnut. Your medicine teaches me that I need not be attached to misery or old patterns, and that guilt is utterly useless. When I feel you I feel present and focused, honest and true to the moment. You are like a map guiding to better places.
a map guiding to better places...oooo how I hope that I am exactly that..and finally Noa...my newst Siren to embrace and this lovely poet writes:
You are incisive.
Laser clear.
Ruthlessly committed to the truth.
You inspire me to step into my own story, own it.
You are refusal to settle.
You are tender and protective,
selective and irreverent.
You are drinks at noon girls,
country music blasting,
roots and freedom all in one.
You are a blazing sunrise.
Laser clear.
Ruthlessly committed to the truth.
You inspire me to step into my own story, own it.
You are refusal to settle.
You are tender and protective,
selective and irreverent.
You are drinks at noon girls,
country music blasting,
roots and freedom all in one.
You are a blazing sunrise.
So there you have it: the good, the bad, the ugly...I am direct speak and shy and I'm plunging head on into this watery abyss known now as the Sirens' Song.
-Zita
