I sit in awe as I reflect upon all the nature beings who have sacrificed their lives so that humanity will hopefully one day learn to rebuild and evolve com-passionately. By observing them, their descent and surrender, I sense into the depth of my mission and lessons. And by learning to listen to my inner Gaia-dance 'guidance', always attuned to the natural world, and especially, to those who have died, I now solemnly share...
As I sit immersed in the beauty of Fall. The trees release their glistening leaves to the land. Their form changing to a crisp crunch beneath my feet. Sparking the most delicious childhood memories. Of gathering leaves into an immense pile. And jumping into their delicate embrace. Immersed in the laughter of friends and family. My heart feels open and grateful. To receive such profound beauty, joy and magic...
I'm so excited to share with you.
On this sacred morn...
Of the Fall Equinox.
When the dark and the light dance together.
imPerfect Harmony.
My elixirs have birthed.
Fall sweetly to the ground.
On the way down...
Feel the air kiss your skin.
Hear Mother Earth prepare for you.
Smell the fragrance of your next birth.
Have you forgotten the fertile soil that awaits you there?
Your soul remembers.
The treasures hidden in the darkness.
Savor each moment of the fall.
We'll meet you there.
There is magic in the air. A tangible sweetness.
A delightful taste that can be sipped with our senses.
Words can't capture its essence.
Though our breath can savor its presence.
The mystery of falling is so delicate. So beautiful. So potent. So alive.
A secret treasure to behold.
To anoint with our breath. Our fingertips.
Our presence.
A creative wildness can be felt rippling through the earth. Bursting forth from deep in the land. Deep in Gaia. Deep in humans. The animals. The trees. All of nature.
As if the whole world is coming alive. Into a potent delicious divine harmony.
A thick honey that we can touch.
Fertility is in the air. For all of us to drink. Freely. Can you taste Her?
Through your physical senses. Your rich playground of capillaries to Life. To your Self. To the earth. To Her beauty. And to the sweetness of Her essence. All around us. Within us. Everywhere.
There is no place She is not.
And our breath is the thread that takes us there.
Happy Earth Day! I had so much fun on my bike ride this morning. Stopping by these exquisite trees (who interweaved around each other) and offering flowers and foods to nature, the river, the rocks, the earth.
