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 a year of daily practice, a year of surrendering, melting into the divine, a year of outer seeing diminishment and inner seeing enhancement… truly, a year of magic which i define as change in consciousness, a year of being in an altered state more and more and more… a year of grace, a year of deep descent, a year of stretching, a year of being still… one wild turn around the sun of planting the seeds of devotion, of being a farmer of the heart…
thousandfold thanks for joining us in this practice, 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, beloveds…
