Me was in a trance. She stared endlessly into the basin before her. The waves were dancing. The wind pushed their powerful energy into the shore. She did not notice that the tide had now surrounded her as she sat in its bosom. The wind dried her tears as they fell. Continue reading “Trance…”
Melody…Melody… Melody… Where are you my Melody…
The rain fell without remorse… beating the snow covered earth. Green was beginning to peek through, where just yesterday all was a blanket of white. Continue reading “rain…”
My child: once you begin to listen to Soul you will see the world become a simple, more gentle land. All elements will be perceived more clearly and acutely. Colors will no longer confuse: creating surreal images around you. The world will become clear.
Know that when this chaos enters your space, you will not fear but embrace its visit with confidence that is all your own. You will listen: knowing what you believe. You will know this my child because you will love who you are. You will trust the emotions that you own.
Peace will settled in your heart.
Run my fawn throughout this land.
Allow thy legs set free.
Take upon thyself one task.
hopes you believed
…were only dreams.
Ghost in Me 1973