My heart bursts open in the moments I see innocence playing in the garden of Eden. Laughter and freedom filling the air as we play through enchanting greens, wildflowers and nectars of life. My visions send me into a distant state of tranquility, seeing how these moments are parallel in their existence. I find myself becoming an observer the longer my feet sit in the mineral rich dirt. Holding the sacred essence of life close to my heart, beaming with gratitude. Opening my eyes I see that this is my reality. This is the masterpiece of creation. We were kicked out of the garden for our intolerable acts of desire. What they didn’t tell us was that tending to the gardens of our minds would grant us access into the transcendent state of bliss equal to the melodies of leaves blowing in the breeze on a summers morning. Holiness is alive and well. Divinity resides in the moments of silence and observation.
WARRIOR WOMAN 