Since my Winter Epiphany, I have had a lot of time to dream, think, feel and be.
This is what I have desired.
A space to breathe my breath and hear my own heart beat sounds.
I have learned in my time here, that the birds sing the most at dawn and dusk.
Fantastic chords of enlightened song.
I have learned that no one defines me but myself.
As well as my boundaries and deepest most secret thoughts.
I have learned that the bogeyman is most afraid of himself.
This keeps his image up.
I have learned that the only thing stopping me is my own doubt, mostly in synchronicity, truths and unveilings.
I am seasonally tuned in to the land and its cycles. I learn more every year about myself.
Here is where I connect to all that is considered holy by whatever vision I choose to believe in. My faith rock solid.
Upside down staircases leading to no doors.
Riddles and poems unlocking both.