How I Explored And Cultivated Sensation And Sensitivity After Breast Cancer.

The Forgotten Alchemy Of Silence.

We have become so accustomed to the loud, the fast, the busy, the drama.  Our ability to notice our subtle world is lost to us. In silence, there is not

Alone With Silence.

Silence has been my faithful companion this past year.      Last April, overnight my life was stripped bare of all I knew and I found myself in a life

Tantric Poetry ~ Melting Into Silence.

Melting into silence. My body sighs. It’s tightly bound form unravels. The edges of who I am, are limitless. Silence beckons me. A wanton lover & to it, I yield.