What now is sprouting in me? I give water I give my love over To what is sprouting in me. What is sprouting in me? I will tell stories I will tell the truth I am giving water and love Oh, I’m made of memories, Oh, I’m made of memory, Oh, I’m made of flesh and bones. I will give my love To a new way to be, New way for me to be.

What now is sprouting in me? I give water I give my love over To what is sprouting in me. What is sprouting in me? I will tell stories I will tell the truth I am giving water and love Oh, I’m made of memories, Oh, I’m made of memory, Oh, I’m made of flesh and bones. I will give my love To a new way to be, New way for me to be.

What now is sprouting in me? I give water I give my love over To what is sprouting in me. What is sprouting in me? I will tell stories I will tell the truth I am giving water and love Oh, I’m made of memories, Oh, I’m made of memory, Oh, I’m made of flesh and bones. I will give my love To a new way to be, New way for me to be.

Opus 143 - Sprouting

A love song for the earth, for the present moment, for you. At episode 138 this podcast became what it always wanted to be: a practice in meditating out loud. When I get up in the morning, I meditate. And while I meditate, I sing. And I let you listen in. This is the sound of my heart, always opening. I hear the notes and words for the first time just moments before I sing them. This isn’t something I felt capable of when I started out. And I needed the first 137 episodes to figure it out. Occasionally, I will share slow-written songs with you, as well. Enjoy!

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