Healing the wound – Choosing new names

The wound is healing at last and the rabbit and the turtle meet again at the finish line separating the world from the realm of our dream Now it is the sun that lights you directly and the moon dwells

Healing the wound – Choosing new names

The wound is healing at last and the rabbit and the turtle meet again at the finish line separating the world from the realm of our dream Now it is the sun that lights you directly and the moon dwells

Melting the knot – Remembering a past life

All our body is lit and we are free at last The knot is melting and dissolving disappearing like smoke into a strong breeze and underneath we find what we could not expect We rise our hands still shy in

Melting the knot – Remembering a past life

All our body is lit and we are free at last The knot is melting and dissolving disappearing like smoke into a strong breeze and underneath we find what we could not expect We rise our hands still shy in

Transferred knot – Fierce and free

And now the knot has been transferred and it is my throat’s turn to be tied I can no longer speak and the wound you kept hidden all along is now all around us breathing the air and taking the

Transferred knot – Fierce and free

And now the knot has been transferred and it is my throat’s turn to be tied I can no longer speak and the wound you kept hidden all along is now all around us breathing the air and taking the

Knotted throat – Umbilical cord

All fears pushed away you step into your divinity you have decided to trust me and believe in our love with your entire being The fire of your body is kindled with renewed vigour and all the memories that were

Knotted throat – Umbilical cord

All fears pushed away you step into your divinity you have decided to trust me and believe in our love with your entire being The fire of your body is kindled with renewed vigour and all the memories that were

Knotted throat – The sun and the moon

You carry a scalpel that is heart-shaped and I bear a lit candle that is as pointed as a pin needle We are tied by a bond deeper than life itself and whenever we hold hand creation ensues we are

Knotted throat – The sun and the moon

You carry a scalpel that is heart-shaped and I bear a lit candle that is as pointed as a pin needle We are tied by a bond deeper than life itself and whenever we hold hand creation ensues we are

Two visions meet

Two visions flock toward one another and meet They are drawn like magnets Two separate worlds desiring to come together The moon shows herself to the sun and the angel carries her dream on little cloudlets that swirl around her

Two visions meet

Two visions flock toward one another and meet They are drawn like magnets Two separate worlds desiring to come together The moon shows herself to the sun and the angel carries her dream on little cloudlets that swirl around her

Upper and under world

It is hard to see life from both perspectives of the upper and the under world it is difficult to perceive both the surface and the depth of things how can you at the same time watch the atoms you

Upper and under world

It is hard to see life from both perspectives of the upper and the under world it is difficult to perceive both the surface and the depth of things how can you at the same time watch the atoms you