Silence opens the door into the hidden mystery.

Small subtle senses of a new expanding awareness seeks to be unfolded and bestowed upon those who listen. A vision of love, tender melodies that open the sacred chambre of the humble heart.

A voice has been given to me. I travel the hidden mystery. I dedicate myself to explore a world of beyond. I let myself be guided deeper into the depths of our being. I listen and softly I witness, what is unseen and needs to be recognised. 

We are all invited. The heart is the inner altar upon which we place our prayers. Divine promises of oneness and love call upon us to bring water in the desert and turn dust into a rose. The written words and spoken truth, a touch of love, profound presence and deep intimacy with our inherent divine nature. 

 

Let the magic happen.

Stay blessed. I bow to each of you.

She sang the silent song of those who loved the Earth. She found shelter in the heart of nature and felt the stars within her blood. She was a drop in the ocean and flew with the restless winds like a fairy of God. She was silent and yet she knew the voice of love.