Hippie Goddess Gallery I

With the Poetry of Pablo Neruda

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Shakti-and Goddess Worship

In Tantra one worship Shakti (Power), that is,
God in Mother-form as the Supreme Power,
which creates, sustains and withdraws the Universe.
God is Mother to the Tantrika who worships Her Lotus Feet. 


Worshiping her feet and the Mother of the home will produce better result,
thus one has to learn to worship the Feet of the Divine Mother within the home (one’s partner).
In Tantra women are known as Mother Lakshmi of the householder.
She is the light of the home.  She is the supreme authority of the home. 


There is no Shakti without Shiva and no Shiva without Shakti.
They are inseparable like the moon and moonlight.
Siva and Sakthi are inseparable, so to should men and women, be inseparable.
It is through this unity can there be harmony on Earth.
Let us together build this world to be a beautiful place to live in through Shakti awareness.


When we speak of Goddess worship,Mother Maha Tripurasundari
is the Goddess to be worshiped as the Mother residing in our Crown Chakra.

Mother Maha Tripurasundari, the absolute, the all pervading,
beyond speech and mind and even beyond time and space. 

True Tantrik is the worship in and by the mind through the use of Yantra, Mantra and forms.
Form is born of the Yantra, and the form is awakened by Mantra-Shakti.
Each mantra is the embodiment of a particular form of Consciousness or Shakti.
It is the eternal Shakti who is the life of mantra.

Om Aim Klim Sauh.

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Welcome to the
Hippie Goddess Gallery 1

I found the 'Hippie Goddess Website' through our friend Thomas at GoddessHeart Gallery
and have decided to include them on our site for you to enjoy.

Ale & Emma's photography captures much of the essence
of what we are trying to express here at 60s & Further!

These hippie goddesses aren't from the 60s but NOW, they might as well have been.
These goddesses emanate a naturalness, an innocense, and a beauty of the female form in Nature,
they remind me of the freedom and expression we so enjoyed in the 60s and 70s and still do....
at hotsprings, in the mountains , by the ocean or at home.

So Please Enjoy.

LionHeart
March 2009


A Hippie Goddess Membership
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Appx. 80 Goddesses with an average of 500 images each while some have up to 1000 or more.
We are constantly growing.
Hippie Goddess features a vibrant, living, evolving, alternative community.
It is not a recreation of the 60's.
You wont see girls dressed up in props from 40 years ago.
What you will see is natural, alternative lifestyle earthmamas
expressing spirituality, sensuality, sexuality and individuality through nude imagery.
Unlike many natural beauty sites, you may find some tatoos, piercings, and even a few tribal cuttings.
You will also find many Hippie Goddesses with little or none of these things.
This is beacuse we are photographing real people in the alternative community.
We are not hiding or minimizing who they are, instead we are reveling in it.
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Hippie Goddesses
With Quotes from Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Pablo Neruda


Sonnet VIII

If your eyes were not the color of the moon,
of a day full of clay, and work, and fire,
if even held-in you did not move in agile grace like the air,
if you were not an amber week,

not the yellow moment
when autumn climbs up through the vines;
if you were not that bread the fragrant moon
kneads, sprinkling its flour across the sky,

oh, my dearest, I could not love you so!
But when I hold you I hold everything that is --
sand, time, the tree of the rain,

everything is alive so that I can be alive:
without moving I can see it all:
in your life I see everything that lives.
Pablo Neruda


Sonnet LXXXI

And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream.
Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.

The night turns on its invisible wheels,
and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber.

No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go,
we will go together, over the waters of time.

No one else will travel through the shadows with me,
only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.

Your hands have already opened their delicate fists
and let their soft drifting signs drop away; your eyes closed like two gray
wings, and I move
after, following the folding water you carry, that carries
me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny.

Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all.

Pablo Neruda


Lost in the forest...
Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.

Something from far off it seemed
deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth,
a shout muffled by huge autumns,
by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves.

Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig
sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance
climbed up through my conscious mind
as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood---
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.

Pablo Neruda



'All nature's creatures join to express nature's purpose. 
Somewhere in their mounting and mating, rutting and butting 
is the very secret of nature itself.'

-Graham Swift-

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