Slowly we greet our bodies from toe to crown,

feel the strength of our roots

stretching deep into the earth,

grounded, stable, secure,

as we sway side to side.

Moving to the sacral chakra

we are both the beloved and the lover,

open ourselves to giving and receiving,

freely, naturally, gently.

We find our warrior selves and

roar with power, try out new stances,

announce who we are to the world

loud and clear.

As tall grass touched by an ocean breeze,

we softly sway to and fro

moved by the waves behind us

and open our hearts to all beings.

From twigs and branches we

build a fire, circle it, and

dance delightedly as it sizzles and cracks,

following then leading in our own unique ways.

At last we rest, melting into the floor,

and give thanks to our bodies,

grateful for what they have enabled us to do,

aware that they are always with us,

that we are one with the world.

With gratitude to our leader, Martha T.

Walk in silence and with each step,

breathe in, breathe out.

Feel the weight shift.

Listen, smell, touch.

Soft moss, hidden pond, gentle breeze,

orange mushroom and

ruffled lichen,

a hidden bench.

Trust that your flame will find the way.

Cease grasping and

absorb silence,

compassion, peace.

Washed clean of dust and pollen in

a summer’s rain,

lilies smile and

clematis stretch

while grass revels in its freshness

and shy gumpos

start to expose

white, pink blossoms.

Inside, I thirst to partake of

this clean earth, so

out I go and

lift face to sky.