Dusting

Dusting off my blog as I prepare for the move. Ever since I have returned from Bahrain, Toronto has been a series of workings for more safety and ease. Finally I am at a precipice, a pivot point. A space where I turn, grounded and centered for what may be as I enjoy being. Being here now. Allowing myself in space, through time to grow.

I can’t give away all that is in the workings with spirit and more to support more space for me to write and be with nature. To encounter surroundings that support me beyond my walls of home. That breathe with me, conversing, dancing, loving. Moving, moving, moving. So much ING.

I share so many prayers, song, and presence for what is flowing. If you wish for a wee sound medicine gift, enjoy it here.