For what fear could be greater than that of being a forgotten seed? Full of potentiality, trapped in itself.
Month: May 2014
Woken
I wake to sound. The first sound. The sound of all. Sound, which woke the universe from its slumber. Sound, … More
Rafts in the River – Visits from the Goddess through the hand of Ironbiter.
Suzanne Ironbiter, Devi Mother of My Mind