at 21, i was given heirloom seeds of devotion… at 42, i planted the seeds saying a mantra over them daily about being a midwife of heart consciousness… at 63, i began devotedly tending, caring for, watering, chanting over these seeds in co-llaboration with Beloved and an earth angel…

we are coming to the close of two years of daily practice, another year of surrendering in trust ever more deeply, melting into the divine ever more seamlessly, another year of outer seeing diminishment and inner seeing acceleration…

truly, two years of magic which i define as change in consciousness flowing ever more rapidly and at an increased frequency, two years of being in an altered state more and more and more… two years of real-eye-sing more and more profoundly the grace always washing through us, two years of deep descent, two years of stretching, two years of moving at the speed of light while being perfectly still…

two wild, wilder turns around the radiant sun of planting the seeds of devotion, of being farmers of the heart…

thousandfold thanks for joining us in this daily practice of clean-sing, yes, we are all involved for we all live in the same field and are all breathed into life by the same spirit… deep, deep bows and re-joy-sing in coming home…