The beautiful scent of sisterhood
It’s like the aliveness in us meet each other.
And there are words that bubbles, and sometimes there are moments of silence, as if we also need to breathe, to let what’s happening in our souls catch up with our beings, words and thoughts.
And I just love those moment of stillness, when we, for a few seconds turn deep inwards and still are there in the space together..
In that breath there is silence in me, or should I call it stillness?. And from that energy the words starts pouring again. As if the words are beyond me, emerging from a source greater than I am. And sometimes that amazes me, what will emerge through moments of silence, stillness and being there with each other?
We are together she and I. And she shape-shifts during the day, I meet different faces, different beings, and at the same time, we together creates this magic, , when we, for some moments are super-present and beyond at the same time.
My being relaxes. We create love. Listening to each others, feeling and sensing each other. And when remembering it, in this moment there is a fragrance of sisterhood in the air. And I breathe it. Yes I breath it.
"in this moment there is a fragrance of sisterhood in the air. And I breathe it. Yes I breath it."
SvaraRaderaA fragrance of sisterhood.
Ah.
What a phrase!
You are a magician in Swedish, and here you are, veilding the English words as beautifully as the Swedish ones!
Åh tack, då rodnar jag lite. <3
SvaraRadera