Full moon, hot tub, chill air, steam rising. The mind falls quiet for a brief gap in apparent time.
This image arises… Self as a doorway. Emptiness streaming through emptiness–but full, so full of that, which we cannot name.
Amrita Skye Blaine, 2013
Full moon, hot tub, chill air, steam rising. The mind falls quiet for a brief gap in apparent time.
This image arises… Self as a doorway. Emptiness streaming through emptiness–but full, so full of that, which we cannot name.
Amrita Skye Blaine, 2013
the heart of the matter 