Sometimes in this cube of reality i feel so distant from the mother. But she is only a doorway away. When i step into the forest i feel her all around me, and inside me. I am her child, here to learn from her and my earth family. The lessons are in the trees, the streams, and in our hearts. I need not look at some writen text. Because its allready there. Just waiting for me to open that door and my heart. My love for the mother is endless. As her love for me is equal. In harmony the healings and the lessons begin. Hard and sometimes as gentel as a feather. I am guided to a higher calling. An ancient calling from the mother. A form of tribalism that never needs to be writen in a book. Because its allready in my heart. The fire crakels and speaks. The ancients are with us, protecting us, and most importantly prepairing us. We are here, now, and forever. Maybe some day when i die ill reawake and wonder what that dream was all about. A new day has dawned for the Children of Light. The everlasting is at our finger tips.

love is home