
Flow of energy.
In the body.
Happening by itself.
Not separate.
From anything.
–
One flow.
One movement.
One dance.

Flow of energy.
In the body.
Happening by itself.
Not separate.
From anything.
–
One flow.
One movement.
One dance.

Sun shines.
Flowers grow.
Thoughts arise.
Like bubbles in the stream.

Each thought, feeling, impulse and urge.
The expression of a power and intelligence.
That is beyond comprehension.
Your very ordinary.
Everyday life.
This very moment.
All inclusive.
Infinite.

This.
Is.
The Sacred Land.

A drop.
Thought it needed to return to the ocean.
And then realised.
It had never not been water.