Frost holds last year’s steps
Roots remember how to wait
Spring listens below.
Days and years
slide across our calendars,
never standing still.
What does it ask of us?
What do I notice?
Where are we — really?
How do we dance
with this world,
with our roots,
with all that moves us?
The longing remains:
peace,
clarity,
love,
true companionship.
How to fly
without leaving the ground.
How to flow with Life itself.
How to be of service?
- from the smallest gesture
to the widest circle.
Breath makes the connection real.
A practice of simplicity
Be awake
to Life itself
Alone - and together.
Between breaths - we pause,
what was heavy - learns to flow
time opens its hand.
Heartfelt greetings to All - Monica & Toke
