The woman begins inside of a deep black hole, so black and so deep that she doesn´t even know she is in darkness.
Do you know that the blind are usually blessed with strong dreams and vibrant visions?
Here, hold on to see how it starts, how sparks appear out of the dark.
The woman feels her body and it´s primal needs.
She hears her breath, heart-beat, circeling of her blood.
This basic sounds become her music and she notices every little nuance of sound.
The woman experiences herself very deep.
She listens to her hair as she rolls her head from one side to the other, back and forth.
As she holds her breath the sound of her hair is loud enough to be the waterfall.
The beating of her heart the footsteps of the bear.
The going deep into the earth sound footsteps of the bear.
The woman breaths again, is one with the smell of wet earth.
Is alive but dead at the same time.
She shivers at the cold reaching deep inside, a spider crawls down her spine.
With the shiver again a little vision comes.
As she touches her skin she imagines this colours on her skin.
She strokes colour over herself.
Colour where she wants to be.
Her belly gets this orange glow.
The orange glow of sunset at summer.
She never experienced the orange of summer, but she feels the fulfilment on the other side of darkness, the other side of being in the middle hollow hunger.
Part 2 - Another Daughter
Somewhere on earth lives another daughter who does know summer.
She walks naked through landscapes bathing in yellow and orange, on her long suntanned legs she runs like a wild horse and changes into a fish as soon she reaches water. Livia, a 4 year old dream, one of Gaia’s precious daughters.
The country has a thousand lakes and even more forests and everywhere she opens herself for it she hears it’s stories.
Coming with streams, from the cloudheads of the mountains and the hidden energy-reservoirs of the earth.
The stories blossom where all life sucks it’s nurturance from to get heavy enough to live, and there where the spirits arrive to drip down or gather at the top to be taken away by the wind, into the weightless atmospheres.
Somewhere she catches up the story from the woman in the deep black hole.
Maybe a dandelion-shive in her hair carried the melodies of the story through the air, whispered it into her ear.
Part 3 - Coming home
And as Livia comes home, she tells her mother.
There is a woman in a deep black hole.
How does she come out?
There comes a bear-child to sing her wings.
Livia is this bear and the woman hears her singing because Livia heard her first.
We feel alive when we are recognized.
When our crying is heard, the same energy it takes to weep, gives us our creative wings.
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