Slipping in and out of time; past, present, and future. My soul dances to many songs and is surrounded by light. Being and seeing all of what I am and will be. Racing across the plains and mountains on my scared white horse. We melt together as one, our hearts, breath, and body's movement is swift like the winds and fluid like the rivers. Warming myself at a fire and sitting with my ancestors in the crystal circle of knowing. The crackling of the wood releases sparks into the