As I ponder on the ferocity of this forward movement, I breathe deeply and release my strangle hold. Though there is so much movement, at times I feel as if I am standing still. Not to stagnate, but to incubate, … Continue reading I must.
Close your eyes, ease your mind. Take a trip through your subconscious. The elusive place of suspension and distortion. Look closer, friend, to find more of what lies deeper. Breathe in, breathe out. Creating rhythm. Perfect timing and relaxed flow, becoming one with the source within and without. Focus. Gentle, friendly, calm. Bringing it down, sinking into a broader perspective. All is well, more than can be told. Surrender. Continue reading Dreaming.
Pages of a story long told. Scissors a grandmother once lent her hand to. Carving out time, piece by piece, to bring back together in a whole new glory. Such small an effort broken down, yet a fine length of … Continue reading Paper Flowers.
So curious, water’s seeking of itself; to join, attract, become magnetised. Continue reading The Current.