Post by Nut Tmu-Ankh ☥ on Mar 20, 2011 15:05:03 GMT -8
“Through all time and all space, trans-galactic, immemorial, substantial, in glee bowers of bird and flower, we convene in the bird nest of the year, piping songs. You can cover your altar with flowers --sisters-- and sing the song that Earth has sung since first bee and first flower blossomed. Sky shout praises of collaboration, that we may activate and embody earth regeneration.”
How will you share your special dance of womb connection to Mother Urth, with our world?