A moment spent by the sea can calm all the cells, water by water. We develop within the rhythm of water. No wonder the sound of water resonates deep within every part of me, even those places that are tucked away, hidden and protected.
“Deep peace of the running wave to You” (Celtic prayer).
I pray to the Grandmothers, the Mothers
The Sisters and Daughters
I pray to the Changemakers, the Songmakers,
And the Homemakers
I pray to the Winds of Movement
The Rivers of Guardians
The Earth Lovers
And the Fire Warriors
I pray for Change
When dirt and decay become a master piece of my hands
when the ending of a cycle is just a resting into the not yet started
like the night is not yet a dawn
and the dream has finished and the waking state is not begun
the in between, the vision and the arising……
when dirt is just dirt and the seeds are not yet sprung
when dirt is the life within my hands
and the dream in one
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