by Jen Ward | Apr 20, 2014 | Poetry
An echo fills the Ancient sky, there’s heard one Universal cry Percussions, movement, rhythms blend, hands that heal, bodies mend The dance to capture visions lost, regain freedom at any cost Broken lives we all endure, the sacred potion is the cure To wash away the...
by Jen Ward | Apr 3, 2014 | Letters of Truth
You are not who you think you are. The brain has no idea. You are not your feelings. Feelings are very low to the ground. You are not what you experienced in the past. You are only a tiny fraction of what you are experiencing in the moment. You are not limited to the...
