Mythos of the Mundane
Ariel. Dancer. Writer.
Sometimes I just sat and felt enveloped by the greatness of nature. I felt the sun, rain and snow on my face. I felt the wind float across my body and I felt my body as I...
Mythos of the Mundane
I Remember I AM
Years and years later, I remembered. I remembered that I am not this mind. This body. This human. I remembered: I AM.
Mythos of the Mundane
why am I here being human?
long ago I did not know how precious it is to be so sensitive, so wise, so gentle. I found this world a most trying place to be in. many days still, including today, I wonder...
Mythos of the Mundane
Rising Pages...on Sundays my coffee is recreational ♡
I woke today after a night of dreaming, late-morning, mind revving to spin tales of old. Instead of jumping on that runaway train, I connected with my higher self...
Mythos of the Mundane
Sensing Divinity
...this is what I love
Mythos of the Mundane
The Alchemist
There’s an explorer whose words open realms...