We Sit, Together..

Sitting in drought,

no rain,

wind,

smoke blows in,

fires are burning,

the mother is hurting.

I her daughter,

we sit,

together,

recall moments of joy,

lush and wet,

overflowing with life.

Times of rapture,

too many to count,

blissful days,

full moon nights

a blossoming,

the harvest,

the cycle of life.

Together we'll get through,

nourished by love,

a daughter and a mother,

healing together,

one mind,

unified,

supernatural

Super Love...

Earth Matrix…

A thought comes first,

The action comes after,

The reality is the encounter of the both.

A change of thought is a change of matter,

The mirror then shows the belief,

You can’t change the mirror, only the belief.

So look deep at the mirror,

See what it reveals,

Do you like what you see?

Deep magic is to see within,

To know that you are the magician,

Once this is realised then the fun begins.

Life is but a dream,

I am the artist,

Here to remember, to create, to bring into be.

The Magic that is Life...

The call of a bird…

The whoop’ of the wind...

Under the brightest of blue skies….

We drift....

Gliding lightly...

Together we three…

The day heats up...

The sail inflates…

A glide turns to a canter....

The wind in our face…

Our focus clear’ with intent…

Magic is in the air……