Nicole GoottMay 27, 20181 min readSoul poemUpdated: Sep 22, 2021This poem came to me after a period of sitting contemplation on March 31st 2018. Soul PoemI have lived before. I will live again. I am One. We are One. All is One. We are All.
This poem came to me after a period of sitting contemplation on March 31st 2018. Soul PoemI have lived before. I will live again. I am One. We are One. All is One. We are All.
Transformed in the fire of my crucible A crucible is a vessel originally made from clay, strong enough to hold a material subjected to extremely high temperatures without breaking
It's raining emotions!Rainy days remind me of emotions as the element of water is intimately connected to our experience of the feelings rising and falling within
NoiseThere's a lot of noise, not in the physical sense such as the noise of humans moving about in the world. The energetic noise of pressure.
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