![]() ཚེར་མ། Thorns I move through myself like a wind howling through the desert the darkness inside is space according to my mother. Outside the wind is blowing, too. ![]() My quivering heart is held, despairing, by all the elements but mostly by my friendྲ. April 7, 2020 © 23. November. 2020 Simla
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Maria Rosenkreutz
Due proper alchemical respects, I have friends and family on the inner planes, including my inner soul husband and our three light body spirit children and their partners and children. Most of my inner experiences and outer writing include them. |