Once

Once, when you thought no one was looking,
I saw you open your heart so wide that the earth fell in.
Once, when you thought no one was listening,
I heard you sigh so deep that the oceans roared with support.
Once, when you thought no one was around,
every atom in this universe rushed forward to embrace you. 

Again. 

Thank you for existing so intensely.

Sera Beak

On Life

We are part fire, and part dream. 

We are the physical mirroring of Miaheyyun, the Total Universe, upon this earth, our Mother. 

We are here to experience. 

We are a movement of hand within millions of seasons, a wink of touching within millions and millions of sun fires. And we speak with the Mirroring of the sun. 

The wind is the Spirit of these things. 

   The force of natural things of this world are brought together                                       within the whirlwind.

                                                                       Fire Dog, Cheyenne

True Sheild

Deuter ~ Nanga Parbat

Between Sleep and Wakefullness

 

"You know the place between sleep and wakefullness? 

The place where memories are still dreaming? 

It is there that I'll love you always.   

It is there that I will await your return. "  

Tinker Bell to Peter Pan

 Illustration by Dariusz Twardoch

On Creation

We came spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.

Rumi

Healing the First Chakra

“When the first chakra is disconnected from the feminine Earth, we can feel orphaned and motherless. The masculine principle predominates, and we look for security from material things. Individuality prevails over relationship, and selfish drives triumph over family, social and global responsibility. The more separated we become from the Earth, the more hostile we become to the feminine. We disown our passion, our creativity, and our sexuality. Eventually the Earth itself becomes a baneful place. I remember being told by a medicine woman in the Amazon, "Do you know why they are really cutting down the rain forest? Because it is wet and dark and tangled and feminine.”
 

Alberto Villoldo