With my eyes closed… sensing. Stomach, heart and taste buds getting ready. The beginning of a smile in my hips, and the touch of the air on my lips anticipate the sweet taste of here and now.      

She looking for a clean meeting with the soul. Her space is universe and time diden´t exist.. she belive it´s possibel to heal and clean sisters and brothers energi so they can meet a place where nothingelse matters than sens of the others clean energy. Do porcelain have a heling…