Step into the light and create your own shadow.

The untented Kosmos my abode,
I pass, a wilful stranger:
My mistress still the open road
And the bright eyes of danger.

There's something about her.
It's not her smile or grace,
It's not her beauty or race,
It's not her scent or warm embrace,
Maybe it's her laugh or the shape of her face.
No, that's not the case.
It's just her.

He pulled me close and said, "Katie, don't leave me, you're my breath, I refuse to live without you."
It was the most beautiful thing I had ever heard, but I still walked away, because my name is Anne Marie.

KUNDALINI DANCE

Dark and cold and wet were Her hands
I felt Her chilly breath inside my throat
Her claws deep inside trying to find traces of
Fear within me

I stayed still Accepting Opening Receiving

Within a moment She was inside
Two fingers below My belly button

In there She found no traces of shivers
no traces of resistance, no traces of weakness
just clear pure Passage-Way

Then She grew into Her most powerful Self
She stood undisturbed, unmoved, unchanged
Totally free and She screamed
AAAAAUUUUUUMMM

From the centre of the earth, Through the tunnels of the caves, To the surface of the volcanoes
AAAAUUUUUUMMMM

To open: Mountain tops untouched by clouds and rain
Cherry fields in their full blossom
A dog running after a train filled with the excitement
A witch laughing at passers-by mirroring their paranoia
Death looking us in the eyes searching for the chosen Few Capable to see the Key behind Her magic veil

An educator will teach the students. An Educarer will reach the students.