We begin our journey beholden to those who care for us.
Our bond with to the earth originates with what we understand as an opening, a welcoming.
Life pulses through our connection to nurturing love.
Pardon the frailty, encourage the strength.
We are all colored within the onslaught of life’s stains but none of us can be so stained that, taken up by our true source, we would not cry away our hatred and ignorance.
Our grasping at success, power, fame, is an attempt to reclaim our favored spot within the maternal embrace. Male or female is only assigned form. The maternal welcomes, opens, initiates life. Over identification with the paternal has decreased our ability to perceive everything as everything. Reinstating balance, we can reclaim our vastness.