If I were to speak of my love, I would return to the sweet elderflower brushing my nose tip in the summer, and to kiss-stains of pollen If I were to speak — stop — listen : do you hear how the cold salt water beckons us to turn back,…

The rhythm of my body has become synchronized with its true state, with the rhythm of the earth. Stone.stone – a beginning place, a deeply regulated state of being. Breathing effortless, mind still, awareness open. Re-sensitized, sensorially awake. De-armoured. Unlearning the shut downs from over-stimulation, the protective shields that makes…