Sharing the compassionate wisdom of the plants and cultivating seeds of possibility.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
This time that I am born
I have been sitting in silence deep down in the belly of the earth, Gestating anticipating trusting inside the the mother, Yesterday the flavor of light that shone beckoned my heart and I knew it was time to emerge. This time that I am born I am completely new. I can tell that who I am is not who I was. I am aware that what I see is a formation of what I am becoming.