Diego. Truth is, so great, that I wouldn’t like to speak, or sleep, or listen, or love. To feel myself trapped, with no fear of blood, outside time and magic, within your own fear, and your great anguish, and within the very beating of your heart. All this madness, if I asked it of […]
Paris Love Letter
Arms raise over head The heart quickens Heat fills inner and outer ventricles The breath softens Opening the heart The seat of the soul Into a vast space of peace It is a different kind of surrender The willing surrender of loving kindness Honor and respect The kind of surrender that generates power from within […]
Jane's Dynamic Unwinding Compass 