by Rebecca Cavender | intuitive poetry, poetry
And this earth aches more today. And this land shakes more today. And this eruption of chaos /of undulating pain/ screeches a little more loudly today. And this, each day. Each day: Tremors. Shaking. The fallen ice of children’s tears. And I want to caress the bruised...
by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, sacred erotica
On the night the stars were born I made love to you. I filled you with desire, hope, tender embrace. The moon shone her light of graceful hope into your eyes and I gathered you in my arms. ©Rebecca...
by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance & inclusion, autism & girls, autism writings, debunking myths, essays, no cure, no prevention
A hallmark of autism is extreme sensitivity that can be expressed in ways that don’t appear socially “acceptable” or typical. This tends to be through movement, silence, or sound. We may become agitated or overwhelmed/overstimulated and begin moving or...
by Rebecca Cavender | acceptance & inclusion, autism writings
We get really scared to express ourselves, to show our hearts, and just be who we are. We worry about not being accepted, met, seen, loved, liked, understood, celebrated. We fear not belonging—as though this is even possible. I’m here to tell you...
by Rebecca Cavender | poetry, sacred erotica
I am the fire of life, your yoni portal, your everlasting light —the orgasmic birth of your holy presence. I lick up your spine in remembrance of your ecstatic flame. I lick up your spine —a lover of infinite proportions. I lick up your spine —in love with your body...
