Wonder Woman
Biofeedback reminding us of our brilliance. Peony and Sweet woodruff of lushness. Mint of abundance
Biofeedback reminding us of our brilliance. Peony and Sweet woodruff of lushness. Mint of abundance
Planting gifts of Angelica and Lovage Flower seeds and currant bushes Dandelion clocks scattering seeds I send mine too dreams sailing off into the cosmos Climbing crimson roses winding their glorious way to us
lost words spell songs blessing Enter the wild with care, my loveAnd speak the things you seeLet new names take and root and thrive and growAnd even as you travel far from heather, crag and riverMay you like the little fisher, set the stream alight with glitterMay you enter now as otter without falter into Read more about Seek, find, speak, Sing[…]
‘Lost Word’ Oak poem robert macfarlane “Heartwood:” a tree’s heartwood is its innermost core. I wrote this poem (song, charm-against-harm) for any tree anywhere that faces unjust felling – and especially for the trees of Sheffield. The art is by Nick Hays and is free to use, print, speak, sing … Please share.” ‘Heartwood’, the Read more about Heartwood[…]
The butterfly bone the sphenoid bone around the eye sockets in the cranium but also in the pelvis https://line.17qq.com/articles/nnkpksfsy.html
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/xWo1JdK8HXVkLTHf7 Awareness dropping deep within the Earth with this Earth Descent Meditation by Buddhist teacher Reginald Ray.
I wish I knew howIt would feel to be freeI wish I could breakAll the chains holdin’ meI wish I could sayAll the things that I should saySay ’em loud, say ’em clearFor the whole round world to hearI wish I could shareAll the love that’s in my heartRemove all the barsThat keep us apartI Read more about The Song[…]
DANCE, my heart! dance today with joy.The strains of love fill the days and the nights with music, and the world is listening to its melodies:Mad with joy, life and death dance to the rhythm of this music. The hills and the sea and the earth dance. The world of man dances in laughter and Read more about Dance, My Heart![…]
The limbs of a tree reached down and lifted me, thinking I was it’s child. And in themeadows my spirit became so quietthat if I put my cheek against the earth’s body I feel the pulse of God. “Tell me the way you do that, birds – enter the private chambers of my Lord.” And Read more about The Pulse of God[…]