Even though the whole world is burning Breathing fast, out of rhythm, I stop morning light dusts the trees like rain to roots easing gravity breath opens I bear more
each breath allows more bearing, more opening, more witnessing, more...
Yes.
Amrita, you put my feelings to words. Thank you, and blessings for this season of increasing light.
each breath allows more bearing, more opening, more witnessing, more...
Yes.
Amrita, you put my feelings to words. Thank you, and blessings for this season of increasing light.