where the air has no memory for the mountains to keep growing I welcome the arrival of the birds, the promise of fresh myths the seduction is the constancy of the heartbeat, for me the intensity of dreams stronger than ever dreams that willingly transmute themselvesΒ Β into reality
I welcome those walking the path of love now that I finally start to see the unseen of the horizon no more endings confused with beginnings this is the secret garden where my heart is growing wiser bolder deeper even more eager to surrender herself to the sweet craziness of the world to the thoughtfulness of mornings anew
"the Greeks named this phenomenon of inversion and capture Enantiodromia: the ability of anything followed unthinkingly , to turn into its exact opposite."
"a child's sense of being loved is almost always linked to the parents' sense of spaciousness, and freedom, especially the freedom to be spontaneous and present. "