The Wind in my Heart

Wind, where is it? It comes, and it goes. It makes it's way through the leaves of a tree, yet I am not able to see where the wind comes from, or where it will go.

I like the way the wind makes the tree leaves sound. It is a peaceful tone much like a gentle rain on a cool summer night. There is a similar wind in my heart.

It makes it's way through my soul, and I am fresh again. It is the air I breathe, and the force that gives me life.

Sam Oliver, author of, "Integrating the Feminine Spirit: Returning to the Womb of Creation"

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Life's Process

The leaf falls, the tadpole's tail shrinks away, the hibernation begins, and new links come our way. The branch blossoms, the eggshell cracks, and we wonder why we wanted to go back.

Life is filled with many transformations. There are slow times and times of acc

eleration. Much of our lives are filled with disorientation, then comes a clearing point of reorientation.

To gain, we must first learn to give up and realize beginnings begin within us. We come to new beginnings at their endings. From the barrenness of fallow time, new life begins.

It is out of formlessness we become a form and emptiness befriended brings forth a new born. A new theme in the music, a strange fragrance in a breeze, and a faint intimation that something is different indicates changes we need.

Sam Oliver, author of, "A Life in Review"

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