Sacred Flow Arts
SACRED FLOW ARTS: Balancing Body, Mind, and Spirit


I long to sit

in a seer’s silence—

unquestioning, unflinching,

fully accepting like an oak

tucked tightly into an acorn,

like a prophet


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Glimpses of long-ago moments

flit and flutter between us,

iridescent feathers reflecting

our past lives like a dream

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Paula Martin

But this week Spirit decided it was time for me to level up, and this leveling-up involved children, both mine and yours, and required a level of grief so deep that I didn’t know how, or if, I could find my way out of it. But I did. At least for this moment. And with the light shining brightly today, I am led to share what I know.

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Coming Home

Then I looked to my right and saw her up on a ridge. My breath caught in my throat. She was almost my exact height, and after walking up to her I was led to put a crystal on her “head” that I was gifted on another Arkansas trail and had been on my mesa for almost a year. In the picture, you can see a cross in the space above her head where the crystal is.

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