Wisdom from the Water
When I got there, there was a beautiful old tree, its roots reached out over the water creating a ‘chair’ for me to sit in. I sat there in the arms of the tree, and crying, I a
When I got there, there was a beautiful old tree, its roots reached out over the water creating a ‘chair’ for me to sit in. I sat there in the arms of the tree, and crying, I a