Little Girl
A poem about the root of true spiritual power
Little Girl
She hops along her path singing,
Leaving behind her a wake of awe,
The flowers smile, the mountains echo,
Reverberating ripples of love and of joy.
A poem about the root of true spiritual power
Little Girl
She hops along her path singing,
Leaving behind her a wake of awe,
The flowers smile, the mountains echo,
Reverberating ripples of love and of joy.
Understanding the true nature of our experience and therefore what we should value
A poem about the magic of Life
Breaking down the awakening process into its constituent stages
Beliefs and concepts learnt as part of us engaging with this process become limiting unless they can be let go of