Gifts come and go,
like the tide rushing through my chest.
I breathe in and feel the sea,
I breathe out and feel you.
An emptiness patiently waiting,
for us to join and be silent.
Be us, be gifts, be bold, be here,
be held, be loved, be you, be me.
This is a calling to slow down and listen. To take a deep breath and explore our personal connection with Mother Earth. The feminine and masculine, the beautiful and dirty, the real, the messy, the sacred. Once it was natural. Today it feels crucial.
For the next 100 Days I will write a book to the Earth. For the Earth. With the Earth. The book, and the journey, is also to you. For you. And with you. Together, we are everything.
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(Photo: Flickr/CC/Boris Kasimov)