Welcome.
We're glad you found us.
For this short time,
Set down your worries and chores.
Your task is to simply be here.
Breathe in peace,
Breathe out tension.
Inhale calm,
Exhale stress.
As the music moves through you,
Let my words paint a picture and we'll travel to the places you need to be.
Morning dawns pale yellow.
First light,
Coloring fragments of a dream that skitter away like a thin plume of incense meeting a warm breeze.
Drowsy stretching,
Limbs quivering back to life,
Limitless possibility in the simple gift of a new day.
Rainy afternoon,
Awash in muted green like an antique paperweight,
Heavy blown glass the color of an old dollar bill filled with a spray of bubbles captured in time.
Always ascending,
Forever seeking what is just out of reach.
Step into a mist so fine it clings to your face like a lacy veil.
Cool and moist against your spreading smile.
The heady perfume of Chinese wisteria climbs into primordial parts of your brain,
Making your soul sing for reasons you can never rationally explain.
Sweet,
Wet,
Earthy heaven.
The rain moves through.
Nature's ephemeral moods and late day sun coats everything in a wash of rose and gold.
Off in the distance,
The sound of children playing and closer,
The doughy aroma of fresh baked bread drifts from a kitchen window.
The sound of children playing and closer,
The sound of children playing and closer,
The sound of children playing and closer,
The sound of children playing and closer,
Now dusk descends.
Neon streaks of violet and pink slash across a dimming sky.
The world quiets and you sink into a familiar sleepy melancholy that seems forever attached to this daily transition.
Last light ushers in untold longing.
The world quiets and you sink into a familiar sleepy melancholy that seems forever attached to this daily transition.
Last light ushers in untold longing.
Last light ushers in untold longing.
Darkness dulls sharp edges and night song brings you home.
Chirping crickets,
A neighbor's cello,
And the easy whisper of your own steady breath.
Walk barefoot down the wooden hall,
Floorboards creaking on cue,
And slide your tired body into cool cotton sheets.
Your dreams are waiting.
