Contours of this sanctuary
line the horizon
the space in which fragility resides in all its expressions
but most
in the opening of the heart
°Woodlights Woudlicht
A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
Contours of this sanctuary
line the horizon
the space in which fragility resides in all its expressions
but most
in the opening of the heart
°Woodlights Woudlicht
In the light
of this existence
of words floating by
of whispers in the dark
of being and not being
hurt
of being and not being
heard
in the shadows
of this existence
of words floating by
of whispers in the light
°Woodlights Woudlicht
To run through our veins
galaxies
colliding energies
and in the death of this dance
a new world arises
right within us
in the cradle
folded in time
unloosened by birth
the wonder of all
carried by life and all its beings
and as if in an assembly of the powers that are to be
they are looking now at you
to rise
to align
to be who you are
an invitation open to love
and of all the deaths you have died before
this is living
so rise
rise
rise
like a phoenix from the ashes
over and over
again and again
°Woodlights Woudlicht