Somewhere in Ireland and Iowa my ancestors hold poetry in their closed eyes and silent tongues. Somewhere in Montana a baby deer is born and scrambling to be upright. From the quiet mountains of Tibet to the lazy shores of Cabo, a soundless strength beyond time and appearances connects us.
And somewhere here, right where you are, a greater aliveness is calling you to engage with life, to bring all that you are and contribute what you hold in your heart and hands. To begin living a fresh, evolving vision.
The energy of winter, of now, invites risking your identity as a separate self. It invites embracing a radical commitment to a unified truth of existence. New levels of living and awakened possibilities can shape through your dreams, inspirations, visions, insights and revelations.
