ah yes, now is the season to be dreaming of the seeds to plant soon enough, the seeds of the new moon, the potentials for the new year…  like you, i’m a gardener of the heart intending on continuing to plant seeds of devotion and peace and stillness and silence and magic and rainbows…  what seeds will you be planting and cultivating and watering with love?

as i dream riotously in the underground, just as i can see the sunflower seeds in full bloom i also see the blossoming of an intention and commitment to be in wholehearted communion with the cosmos as i wander in wonder in every moment… here in the dream lodge, the cave of the womb of inner knowing  where everything shapeshifts, as do we, into no thing… no attachments, no possessions, no fixed identity… shapeshifting into flow, currents of water, waves of light… dormancy deepens trust in invisible flowering already organically unfolding in the rhythm of beloved…