Deep Noticing

Deep Noticing There was a deep noticing around the tent: they say, for a transformation to be made you’d have to give up the gravity of a broken self but that’s ridiculous; if the mystery doesn't want to be known it sees you from the secret ground as those seeds with spiked tongues (or wings?)... Continue Reading →

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