goodbye, grandma
My grandma died this morning. I feel good thinking about all of the positive ways she has been part of my life. I also feel hurt but only because of how much I love her.
I will never forget her.
¤~•••~¤
She sometimes would have dreams, wild trips into golden cathedrals civilizations, whole worlds within worlds.
Beings of light Creation and ascension Inner reflection Brilliantly
Teaching the children how to see through a Kaleidoscope and laughing
Car rides with quick people, Motor bikes Echos from days of many lives lived Flutes weaving a tapestry of harmony Curing with dances and drums
The tapestry connects us Each to each Our genes tracing patterns in the dust of time
She’d describe these dreams to me and then I too would dream
of her, communicating to me through crystals, and mountains, and rivers. Teaching me how to listen How to see How to fly
I will never forget her.
¤~•••~¤
She sometimes would have dreams, wild trips into golden cathedrals civilizations, whole worlds within worlds.
Beings of light Creation and ascension Inner reflection Brilliantly
Teaching the children how to see through a Kaleidoscope and laughing
Car rides with quick people, Motor bikes Echos from days of many lives lived Flutes weaving a tapestry of harmony Curing with dances and drums
The tapestry connects us Each to each Our genes tracing patterns in the dust of time
She’d describe these dreams to me and then I too would dream
of her, communicating to me through crystals, and mountains, and rivers. Teaching me how to listen How to see How to fly