Oh how I echo this goop soup unraveling- being unmade- losing thought and words- erupting instead in sounds and sensations. Molting. Shedding. Feeling new growth unfurling. Spring is arriving and with it may we unfold into this new form. I so look forward to meeting the new song that bursts forth from this winters deep.
“I’ve left the path and entered the spiral.” Yes! Exactly!
Aho!!!
Great article!
Thank you Elena!
Oh how I echo this goop soup unraveling- being unmade- losing thought and words- erupting instead in sounds and sensations. Molting. Shedding. Feeling new growth unfurling. Spring is arriving and with it may we unfold into this new form. I so look forward to meeting the new song that bursts forth from this winters deep.
YUMMMMMM SO DO I!