Ripening -
What is the taste of fruit in our mouth, the taste of this moment?
Winter ripens awareness in me. The dark outside beckons the dark within to open and close like a fan, fanning awareness with gratitude for breath.
May the season bring calm to in and out, to noticing the massage that in exchange binds us all as one.
Winter ripens awareness in me. The dark outside beckons the dark within to open and close like a fan, fanning awareness with gratitude for breath.
May the season bring calm to in and out, to noticing the massage that in exchange binds us all as one.