Integrating… embodying… Keeping a slow pace… Letting go of boundaries… Building my own cocoon so the darkness and the winter season can continue… Focus on touch, the sensations on my skin… A solar eclipse in my living room… Moments of silence at dinner Christmas eve… ❤❤❤

I was born in your ancestors And I still live in your mind I thrive on curiosity And come alive between minds Without me the world as you know it wouldn’t exist The imaginary world The built world I built religion, politics, money I can build more I can build…