Last night was New Moon. New Cycle. New Year. It’s been stormy here the last few days, and I intended to break out my drum and flute— something I have not done in quite while— and retreat to the patio to merge with and work with the forces of nature over my head. There is …
Tag: shifting
long.lost.Love
My long lost Love Where have you gone? Your passion In my younger years Blessed my Vision Waking and Sleeping The Mystic Sleeping and Waking Visualizes my Blessing In my young years Passion Have you gone, My long lost Love? There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around …