After writing my last post, I felt this rush of sadness and a moment of wondering if we have let you down. Wondering if you are a soul wanting to connect with body, or a dream that we have felt for so long. We have talked to you and hoped for you. I feel you with me, or your wisdom passing through me. Not the baby you, but the wise woman that is my teacher. The learning has been in the process. I know in my heart that our path is the right one, but I feel the loss of you at the same time. This song just came on, and fits.... So, be free like a bird, like the restless wind.....
Where do you go little bird
When it snows, when it snows
When the world turns to sleep
Do you know, do you know
Is there something in the wind
Breathes a chill in your heart and life in your wings
Does it whisper 'start again'
Start again
Where is the sun in the night
Is it cold, is it cold
Does it feel left behind
All alone, all alone
Does it wander through the dark
Does it wait for the dawn, wish on a star
Does it stray very far
Very far
Where is your home restless wind
Is it there, is it here
Do you search for a place to belong
Search in vain, search in fear
Or is your spirit everywhere
Is your voice every tree
Your soul of the air
If there's no home is there no death
Is there no death
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