The plant teacher and you. Granted, two worlds that are energetically connected as parts of this web of life. Yet, the physical ingestion of a well-intended preparation of a concoction made from one or more plants is where worlds meet and collide.
The beauty in the simple
The beauty in the complex
Innocent eyes, a witness
Seeing perfection in chaos
Somewhere in between
And maybe in the unseen
Sleep my child, no need to stress
You are here, you are held…
I always wondered about heaven
What and where is it?
How does it feel?
A human wondering in the field
A need to feel whole, accepted and belong to a clan or a tribe, a yearning for a passage through unfathomable difficulties, wanting to be and sometimes to run away from being, to meet God, to mourn loss and reconcile with death and dying… Many reasons are putting more attention on healing through expanded states…
Moon, where are you?
Where is the light
In my night sky?
How many times
I looked at your face?
How many rhymes
Hummed with your grace?
You disappeared
Without leaving a trace?
When secrets were shared,
And prayers were raised.
“Remember beautiful, remember,
You are still breathing, surrender,
Feel me in you, oh so…
The build-up was felt as soon as I opened the medicine space in a private Ceremony on the night of the New Moon. I was feeling the intensity, the heaviness, the edge that was shaking me all the way to the bones.
I tried to hold still while feeling the shivers. Sometimes they were taking…
Walk child, walk
Play as the trees cheer you
Laugh as the bees hear you
Fall to smell the fragrance of flowers
Catch the beetles and colorful cicadas
Show the world the beauty of beings