In the fury of the storm and the stillness of the eye, the earth speaks her most honest truths. Rage and serenity are not opposites but lovers, dancing the eternal spiral of transformation.
I am calmer every time I read your meditations. “My peace is like deep oceans” A beautiful mantra. The power from Mother Nature is poetic, strengthening us and allowing us to walk a path of balance and acceptance. ☯️ Thank you for your magnificent insight to wellness, healing and the power of gratitude.
I am calmer every time I read your meditations. “My peace is like deep oceans” A beautiful mantra. The power from Mother Nature is poetic, strengthening us and allowing us to walk a path of balance and acceptance. ☯️ Thank you for your magnificent insight to wellness, healing and the power of gratitude.
Now that is the kind of elemental gospel I can kneel to.
Too many paths teach us to declaw one half of the spirit. But the earth mother does not whisper choose. She says integrate.
Fury and peace are not rivals. They are two hands on the same plow, turning the soil where new life begins.
May we dance this dance without shame. May our love be fierce enough to burn, and deep enough to heal.
Virgin Monk Boy
Very nice to see you here vmb😊
Your words dance the kindness of the mother , and give a feedback that I’ve waited for months to have just once. I thank you muchly.