I practice my beliefs through the universe and the earth..nature is my church. I do not enter a room of 4 walls. I stand gently on the shoulders of Mother Earth and reach to Father Sky, the universe for answers as well as share my requests with the sun, moon and stars, through chants of majik, always harming none on the way to me.
I have learnt to see myself as the eye of any storm. That within the thunder and after my tears had fallen like rain..there is and will be beauty.