The damp sea air is fresh and cool on my skin. It tastes of salt and creates tiny droplets of dew that glitter in my hair.
To find and understand what is true we have to eliminate all assumptions and test it as we would gold.
"Through their song of awareness and dance of life, a magnificent mandala of universal consciousness awoke..."
Through the life-sustaining blessing of the Sun, she becomes the young Mother Earth.
With the wondrous rhythm of love moving through them they danced.
Billbo’s Blog 01/06/2019 This week on Billbo’s Blog comes a video from Billbo’s Wondrous Journey. Chakra 4 A young girl looks within and discovers the world within and around her. I created this video, which features Mariko, several years ago for Jon Anderson (YES),. I have loved and been inspired by Jon Anderson’s music since … Continue reading Chakra 4
Gentle footsteps now silent What forest do you wander? Our beloved woodland sprite
We all have a story. Whether you write it for yourself or allow it to be written for you is a choice we all must make.
Standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon is like standing on the edge of the world and seeing the story of its creation unfold before your eyes.
Though a stranger, I felt your pain
It weighed heavily upon my heart
Softly from the silence came an inner voice with a simple question, “What’s next?”
Her room was filled with the things from childhood. The little girly things a teenager holds onto as she transitions into becoming a young woman.
The fading sun softly outlined her form with a delicate glow. A solitary tear emerged in the corner of her eye.
Anger is like a hot coal that you throw at the object of your anger. You may or may not hit the object, but you will always get burned.
You simply cannot fully experience the Yamuna River flowing lazily past the Taj Mahal at sunset unless you are standing upon the white marble yourself.