20th April 2015 Descending Holy Mountain… Climbers walk past, fast paced, heads down, carrying their heavy load of gear, chatting – loud – busy, busy headed, talking, talking. Has the Mountain left nothing with them…How can you climb a…
This is a beautiful poem Barbara wrote after our Dreaming With The Horses last Sunday. She sent it in today, to share and ‘send out there’ as the gift and inspiration from the Dreaming and as the intentions that…