Tantric Poetry ~ Melting Into Silence.

Where Are You Hiding?

Reflection ~ The past few mornings, this has been “asked” of me.                                     

It’s This Way …

Tantric Reflection ~                                                       

Belonging.

Tantric Life ~ Once upon a time, over many a sun and moon, I longed to belong … To belong with someone. To belong in a place. To belong on