Wind God

Air in motion
Invisible currents
Intangible
Untouchable
Ever changing
Flowing here and there
And here again.

I dance with water
Blowing and storming
Scouring Earth new again.
I am motion born of
Sacred fire in the sky
My spiral currents
Dance and flow
On high.

Sound is my lover
As I whisper through aspens
Roar down mountain passes
Crash with stormy thunder
Caress the prairie with a sigh.
I carry the sacred
Breath of Life.

I am Wind.

The Wisdom of Wave and Stone

“If there is any wisdom running through my life now,
in my walking on this earth,

it came from listening in the Great Silence
to the stones, trees, space, the wild animals,
to the pulse of all life as my heartbeat.”

~Vijali Hamilton

Forest Dreaming

“I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.”

~Jack Kerouac
‘The Dharma Bums’

Think Like a Tree

Think Like a Tree 
Soak up the sun 
Affirm life’s magic 
Be graceful in the wind 
Stand tall after a storm 
Feel refreshed after it rains 
Grow strong without notice 
Be prepared for each season 
Provide shelter to strangers 
Hang tough through a cold spell 
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring 
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky 
Be still long enough to 
hear your own leaves rustling.

~Karen I. Shragg