Yes, I feel your presence my old friend, your unsought company prevails despite my requests to walk this path alone. Perhaps you know best? For a while now you have no longer led, you no longer walk beside me but instead linger in the shadows bringing up the rear. When I glance over my shoulder I can see the echo of your icy presence, where you stood moments before as you weave your illusive dance, slinking behind tree and rock....
Apparently the human eye can only see between 430-770 THz. Our ears can only detect sound between 20 Hz - 20kHz. These ranges make up a fraction of the total light and sound frequency range. So it begs the question: what else is going on that is beyond what we can perceive with our senses? If you need evidence consider how a dog can smell stuff we can't smell, a black-bird can hear worms under the ground that we...
I am a fence to keep you safe. A magic fence that does not constrain you and from which you may leave at any time. No harm can come to you while I surround you.and if you choose I will move with you wherever you go. I am a fence on a high plateau and through my arms is a stunning view. The grass where you lay is soft, warm and mossy and The earth holds you gently in her loving embrace. And I am a...
Yesterday I was making my daily pilgrimage with my Hills when I came upon two sisters praying in one of my favourite spots. They prayed out loud and were quite animated at times, waving their arms and I heard the words God and Jehovah. I assume that they were of a christian denomination of some kind. I stood behind at a distance and smiled at the sacredness of the moment as the three of us were some how connected in deep...
Let me make it clear that I share what I share because I believe and know of the power in vulnerability. I am well, I am strong, I am blessed, I am exactly where I need to be, experiencing exactly what is needed in service of my own transformation and that of the collective. I do not need or seek sympathy. I share because I feel it is important to share the whole of me, the whole of the...
Can you see the tree that stands all alone on the hill? How complete she seems unto herself as you hurry by. But slow down, pause a while and look again. See how her sure branches reach and merge with the light infinity of sky. See how she makes love with the gentle breeze; caressed and fondled she whispers her delight in the shimmering of her delicate leaves. See how the sun warms her and the frost adorns her; different lovers who come to...
