Snow on a Saturday
As things fall what do we build anew? The choice is always up to you. Tune into the true heart to decide.
If I stay here any longer…
Just open up, allow the unknown the guide you. Sleep and receive beyond your wildest dreams.
Open that door
Ripples out, timelines converge, change the scene through what you’re creating. You’re meant to be here and to be who you are. No one else needs to understand. That’s the magic.
Listen, follow, activate, be
Write from spoken word. Does the power change? You feel its pulse of life.