Baby,
you will grow strong.
Intentions of gold
weave your veins,
your heart
with that of the universe,
Organic Intelligence.
Rootless warriors,
we tend to wobble when we forget
we are everlasting
as the oak.
Our seeds protect us
nourish and bloom around us
inspiring, feeding, anchoring, healing, communicating
beyond belief.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
You are young
yet wise,
Ancient
Seedling.
written December 2020
Sharing the details of stories, moments, experiences (especially my own) can feel tedious and near impossible at times. That is why I so rarely do. But I think that it is the overarching beauty and aching depths that really carve us into the beings we’ve always known ourselves to be.
🎧 432hz piano | 7 minutes and 27 seconds of circular melodies for you to spiral into the center of your being.
Your heart a beating drum. Feel it. Right hand, left wrist do your fingers feel that pulse? Keep it. Left hand, chest. The rhythm that flowing life force. It’s yours cycling constantly. This unending life force sustaining your body LOVE it. Give gratitude for this presence that lives within
[the origin story]
