Thresholds

  Thresholds   I want to fly Mother, to feel the light on my face as I soar across the skies. “You must step over the threshold,” whispered the wind.   I want to swim Mother, to dance upon the white capped waves beneath the moon. “You must step over the threshold,” whispered the ocean.   I want to walk Mother, to explore the Earth as a being born within human flesh. “You must step over the threshold,” whispered Creation.   Every step was one  of purpose, every breath taken filled with hope and longing. So many thresholds to cross … Continue reading Thresholds