“I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.” ~Anais Nin
I long for rich conversations between beings.
The timeless intimate inner journeys that walk all the pathways of your ageless soul and dive deep into the caverns of your heart.
Where there is no need to hide who you are or what your truth is, for in stepping from the shadows there is freedom not fear.
Where in breaking the chains of silence that were once familiar and throwing open the doors of the self we are embraced fully without the confines upon which we have placed, by ourselves and others.
I long for those that can read the language written on the walls of my heart and speak the song of spirit, beyond the superficial phrases and masks so often seamlessly blended into our daily lives.
To open the door to the places that no one else knows; far beyond flesh and blood to the place my spirit sleeps.
Beings who have a deep resonance with spirit and heart that swims deep in my naked soul and leaves one blissful and unafraid in this state of bare surrender.
Mystical, eternal and rooted in deep in Earthy presence with fingers in the stars.
My spirit whispers it’s existence into my knowing heart. I believe.