Children of the Wind
The Wind is my saviorAs a child, when she blew through meOut came the sound of laughterAnd I felt light … Continue reading Children of the Wind
The Wind is my saviorAs a child, when she blew through meOut came the sound of laughterAnd I felt light … Continue reading Children of the Wind
Long before “enlightenment”I was well versed in no-selfDissolving into the pain of childbirthDissolving the personalExpanding, expanding, expandingNo resistance …And the … Continue reading Oneing
Sometimes my spirit soars to new heights…expanded, elated…as when I am reading Rumi, or when I bathe in the ocean…and … Continue reading Expansion Contraction