It never ends even though it’s bound to “end”
the beauty the sorrow the joy and the meaning
the chapters change
Here for a reason
Rachel Marco-Havens
Rachel Marco-Havens
Rachel is a gifted Multi-Platform Solutionary Artivist working primarily with Energy Transformation. With a strong focus on Women’s Leadership, Youth Empowerment and bridging intergenerational connections, Rachel seeks to close the gaps in social, environmental and spiritual justice movements; in a constant search for the intersectionality in every opportunity to make positive change. Art, Music, Design, Performance and Humor (+a little Mountain Girl Magic) drive the methods to which she has amassed a wealth of “First Aid” tips for the Mind Body & Spirit. Although she has immersed herself in many traditions and bodies of work, Rachel chooses not limit herself to any one school, modality, religion or training. “A lot happens when we change our mind, and even more happens when we bring creative flow to the movement. We all have gifts to bring to the work, and only together will we weave the strongest threads of our safety net!” Some of Rachel’s past & Current Projects: —Title Track Michigan—Board Member —Wildwood Path— Nature Connection Conduit --United Nations representative--Wittenberg Center --Advisor at Center For Earth Ethics (Union theological Center @Columbia University) --Producer The Same Boat Radio --Pathway To Paris: (Collaborative Artist) Rachel’s drive to be effective in the world on a grander scale, is fueled by connecting, engaging, supporting and promoting those working for a just and sustainable planet for regenerations to come. The Same Boat Radio- Rachel hosts a weekly 2 hour radio show on WIOF LP Woodstock 104 A Community Powered, Pacifica affiliated, radio station in Woodstock. Rachel is has a way of spreading Haiku Love. Her 50 card Deck, Haiku For Thought is about to go into its second printing. Keep an eye out for companion decks! Http://HaikuForThought.com
No
Not one more sister.
Not one more sister.
Not one more sister.
Not one more sister.
Not one more daughter.
Not one more daughter.
Not one more daughter.
Not one more daughter
not one more body not one more body not one more body not one more body
Fearful men feeding us into the machine not one more no more never again
stop
the
fuckin
train
Listen
sipping quince and lavender along the way
The hummingbird flutters close
listening for messages
what will you tell them?
will it be a sweet song?
perhaps one of laughter and open heart?
a reminder that all is well?
do they have a message for you?
listen with every sense
perhaps there is a conversation to share…
Not for sale
So what makes you think I’m a millionaire?
take a closer look at yourself
because I don’t give a fuck?
about your money
your fame?
about other people’s fame in my legacy?
how many people you call devotee?
Because I walk in power and purpose?
because I know me and even when Im on some shit I stand in account?
nah. money can’t buy me.
Never could.
can’t buy this life
ain’t for sale
Be
Everything shall make sense when everything that we have been told makes sense makes no sense to anyone
everyone knows it’s bullshit.
just fuckin be.
Plant
plant
seeds of joy
and blessings will rain
let them fall in and around you like mulberry’s in early summer
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
listen to the crackle
listen to the crackle
listen to the crackle
mmmm…. listen to the crackle of the Eighth Fire burn
stoked by blessings from the only ones to turn
the wheel in the right direction
Some say it’s easier to fit a circle inside a square but we’ve seen how that will go
it’s time to awaken the spectrum within the rainbow
listen to the old ones and then flip their paradigm
lessons come with experience but wisdom knows no time
Listen to the crackle
Listen to the crackle
Listen to it crackle
Mmmmm….. Feel to the sound of the Eighth Wheel turn
(Photo from Pinterest)
Three
Some say one plus one is two.
but one full heart plus one half heart is three
when two full hearts meet two full hearts that’s four
one plus one is never two
****
no prompt
Hour three
(bad service)!
Source
Feed the fire stoke the coals
Sing a song
Tell stories around it
or Let it all go up in flames
None of us was supposed to be here forever anyway
Resources…. what the fuck are resources?
Oh!
You mean Return to Source!!!
Yeah that.
We’re all gonna die, but she might just spit us off before we croak. 
Shade
Shadows and light dance in winged flight
across the tapestry of every mind in sight
different every view
i couldn’t begin to fathom what’s in your heart and so why try to understand your mind?
Walk under ladders, step on the cracks Sidestepping wont bring you anywhere but back…
What are you trying to hide?