May My Womb
be a Temple for Your Blessing;
be a Chalice for the Moon;
be a Vessel for Creation;
be a Conduit of Life.
Pulling the oars in.
Letting the river carry this boat where it wants.
Feeling peace in the abandon, hope in the stillness.
Transfer in just eight and half hours from now.
Will be dark on the blog this weekend.
Love, light and gratitude to you all.