Some people are born with a deep inner knowing about the nature of the universe and the world around us. I was that passionate little girl who could hear the trees speaking and would come come home every evening covered in dirt and carrying dandelions and roly polies. The earth was my teacher and friend before I was aware of any other. Magi and Grandmother Willow put into words the spiritual truths that I carried within, but at the time, could neither express nor entirely understand.
With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.
looking over your naked body in his bed, deciding where to start…
I have a few places you can start, Thomas.