I am rooted – not in the rush, not in the noise, but in the rhythm. I give shelter. My spirit lives in the forest, in the fire, in the whispers and in the ash. I carry within me earthly stability and emotional depth. I know that everything has its time - like stones that need hundreds of years to gain their strength. I am part of nature. I remember the language of heavenly bodies, stones and rain. I take care of the energy of the heart and body. I bring warmth that heals - quietly, gently, but really.
