Heartfulness
At dusk I bend to smell the rose, and deep in its cup, a bee burrows in bliss. Twilight falls...
Sending the Gold aka Bioenergy Transmission
It is gathered up now in my heart chamber, the sunrays on my face the birdsong kindness, the resounding silence...
At Seventy-Seven
I was nine in the Mulberry Tree The singing fell out of me, a pour of viriditas and joy. The...
To Bear the Beauty
In some Native languages, the term for plants translates to “those who take care of us.”* She has been with...
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