Our earth. I think somewhere along the way confusion occurs. Dominion over the earth and all that is upon it. Caretakers. We are of the earth. Molded and shaped from the clay, spat upon and breathed upon by the creator to become human beings. Where did this connection go? The soil, the water, the air coming together within us. A part of our makeup. As a people we are just now remembering our connections to the world. We look around and see the pain in the world and that pain I think is reflected in ourselves. The cancers of the body are reflected from the cancers upon the earth. When the earth heals I believe the people will heal.
Speaking of healing, I need some acupuncture. My shoulder is sore.
Ready for some yoga. Commit to change. Ready to something. Anything and everything. Ready I hope. Positive. Doors closing, doors opening.
