sometimes it’s hard to make the leap into the unknown… that’s when i love flying to grandmother ocean and listening to her lullabies blessing adventuring into new spaces, wide open places of true refuge, coming home to our one heart

Grandmother Ocean Blessingway

May you find in me the Grandmother of the Cosmos.  
May my heart be a grandmother’s heart, my waves like a mother’s arms.  
May my response to your suffering be a mother’s response to your suffering.  
May I sit with you in the dark, like a grandmother sits in the dark.  
May you know through our relationship that there is something that can be trusted.