Our bodies are our temples upon Earth. In every move and breath we breathe spirit into life. It is a sacred silent flow. A moving prayer and practice in which a celestial life unfolds.
In my practice I seek to purify
every corner of my being, the darkness within my heart and along the spine. Like the leaves fall from the trees in the winter and bring the core of nature into rest, I let old leaves and deep rooted pain stored within
my body fall to the ground. A move of redemption in which I find a sacred rest so profound.
I bring the core of my body into rest. Give space for
new seeds to be planted, new visions to bloom. Soft in my shape. Untamed and free, I allow myself to breathe. Fragile and yet so strong, rooted in humble devotion, an inner