I lay around in the mornings earliest hours..purring and nestling into the cotton sheets in the bamboo shack..birds sweet song fills the cool morning air and I feel myself start to slowly awaken from my slumber...
The suns rays shine through the diamond shaped windows straight onto my bare skin, kissing me as it trickles through the trees leaves. I rise and meditate bringing my minds eye to centre in perfect harmony and then I let it flow with intention set...stretching like a cat on the yoga mat, I breathe and extend my limbs, loving each cell of my body in the process...
After a herbal tea, I take to the garden and today I chose to bring my headphones with me as I listened to the highest frequencies of sound to activate my energy...the sticky humidity was already starting to swelter as I began strolling through the garden, pruning, watering, singing and staking...
Soon I began dancing, stomping, stretching. and swaying as I mad my way through the garden..grateful for all that Pachamama provides...
Picking some herbs for tea, tinctures and to make some smoking sticks to cleanse, graciously watching the butterflies land on the zinnias and giant dahlias is such a delight and its in this moment I realise..I am exactly where I have always wanted to be...home in my own heart...