So, each foot step was actually leading somewhere, returning to a place of innocence and a forgiving trust in all that is, including myself. How can I not trust, how can I not forgive. I cannot change the universe nor how God works through us all, better to accept what I cannot know nor understand … Continue reading Returning
Outside, silently drifting through the tree tops, grey white clouds thin to a gentle mist slowly descending to the forest floor. There, settling upon the burnt orange tangle of long dead bracken, made vibrant again by the life giving moisture. Inside, I pace and inside my mind thoughts moving back and forth over the same … Continue reading Claiming Our Otherness
Anima 