“As I sit in silence in the hours before sunrise, I observe the stillness of the tall, bare trees of winter blanketed in the glistening whiteness of the freshly fallen snow. I sit in contemplation of just how deeply rooted each tree is within it’s own space, and marvel at the collective stillness and beauty. It is a moving and powerful stillness…
I am still…
I am deeply rooted in my own spiritual space…
I am part of the collective beauty…
I am an instrument of love and peace…
I stand in my power…”
Love, Wendy
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