In the brightness of heart
In the brightness of my heart I hear a future start. It speaks to me of gardens sacred because we feel how we are connected. We feel how...
Touch is...
Touch is taste. Taste is telling. Telling is tone. Tone is tapestry. Tapestry is transformation. Transformation is touching... The...
There is a dragon in the sky....
There's a dragon of deep purple that looks down upon us from a perch made space. He looks out upon the orb of our world and the many...
The wind had a mind all it's own
The wind had a consciousness all its own. It came through the large ferns and ancient redwoods as a snake. No wider than a child's tire...
Which we do not love...
Nothing can reveal itself to us which we do not love. - The Joyful Warrior
