Walking into my forest, I instantly feel her welcoming arms. She is drawing me in closer, with every step I take.
The path is wide, opening, inviting. A lane with beech trees on each side, leading me deeply into the forest. Continue reading Home coming
Through centuries of sunrises and sunsets,
There have always been women’s hips.
Hips swaying under the stars,
Dancing to the rhythm of the wind,
Singing the songs of our ancestors,
Worshiping the very life they create.
Before man discovered fire and electricity,
There have always been women’s hips. Continue reading There have always been women’s hips
Dear mother of all,
raw Shakti power,
I ask you to be present in my life Continue reading Invoking Shakti