Weaving between body and spirit with our voice. Letting your voice remind you who you are, where you come from, what you are here for.

Stepping into what will be. Giving way to the Old. What was, will never be again. Getting rid of the New. New Fire to the Soul.

Beginnings require there to be an end. And the end just happens to be the beginning.

Suspended, in the middle of nowhere.

I know that I know. I am that I am. Nothing to explain. Nothing to understand. Just Being your true self. Without doing anything.

She decides, nurtures the plants. I listen, protect the lands. We are Love and Light. We are here for you. We are Three as One.

Bridges unite. Bridges bind. Bridges exchange. Bridges communicate. Bridges give. Bridges bring. Bridges complete. No one is an Island.

Seize the moment. It is your last. Only the Norns know. Up to you. Pure joy. Enjoy. Here and Now. Naturally. Heroically. Passionately.

Back in my yland. Where I am that I am. Yland, my own Yland.