I am careful, so careful, deliberate in every moment. I am instinct dancing, seemingly in the air, hanging by a thread. My actions are encoded in the finest hidden particles of my form, conducting my every delicate movement. My limbs shine in the sun as I dance my creation into being to nourish me, and … Continue reading The Weaver
In the wreckage of my heart can I open anyway? In the disaster land of the aftermath of choices can I open anyway? In the rubble of decimated villages ravaged tribes pillaged body can I open anyway? Lying on the ground bleeding from takers conquering can I open anyway? Can I open to be torn … Continue reading To Be Torn Open
Here is a Prayer, Intention, and a note of Appreciation. I am grateful for the tumbler of Temperance, who’s violence smooths out sharp edges to deliver me more and more gentle. I am grateful for Sensitivity, and for all who have the courage to embrace their Feeling Selves and listen to their hearts. And to … Continue reading For Those Expanding
