“Do you trust me”? She asks Yes and yes again, What ever comes, I trust you. Out of the great wide open of not knowing and uncertainty the Thunderbird appears opening her heart allowing her prayers to fall upon my open mind into my hands, creating.
Her prayers merge with my prayers and they land where the cranes of peace rest in the meadow of my heart near the lake of still waters where the quiet imaginings create ripples of light that catch my attention.
A soft lapping as the ripples reach the shore, murmuring, Everything’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be okay.
Medicine Woman Protecting The Wild Heart Protect the wild and precious heart Hold the duality of life and death tenderlyIn open hands It is...
Strong Heart It is the fragile life force of the small things that matter This is the life force that holds our world together...
She arrives out of the surf on the eastern shore when the tide is high. She arrives to the sweet sound of the morning...
