Among those who learn from me there are so many extraordinary people that even though they call me a teacher, I am honoured to be challenged and to learn through them. One of these extraordinary people came to me for a weekly dose of aeration.
Let’s talk about passion- she said. – I dreamed that I was caused by the beauty of a beautiful being that used me in sweet rapture and disappeared. I was left alone at a crossroad, crying and lonely. Suddenly, a black warrior appeared from somewhere, lifting me off the dusty ground and taking me home. Continue reading “Nothing Is Fair But True”
