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AT ONENESS by Salyna Gracie

As we travel the path set out before us, we often look to the road others have walked to guide us…

 Reading the signposts of others can only take us so far. As we search for our own true journey to spirit these resting places can become detours along the way.

It is only when we turn inside of our own hearts that everything we are searching for is already within us. As it always has and always shall be.
'At The Threshold" artistic collage by the author Salyna Gracie

At Oneness

Under crescent moons,
illuminated chambers of prayer,
endlessly I seek,
my Beloved.
Traveling infinite landscapes,
guided by inner maps
through gardens of love.
Heart and feet beating the same rhythm
whirling like dervishes,
devotion in motion
one palm to earth one palm to heaven.
All eyes for you,
my love.
Your name a sacred mantra
echoing over ancient sands,
or holy cities,
translating truths of universal longing.
As breath meets bone and blood,
spirit and soul,
radiance from within
as you are here with me,
Photography by Yuko Ishii 

Salyna Gracie is the director of Red Lotus Dance Company. She performs and teaches Middle Eastern Dance and facilitates the Red Lotus SEEDs program which mentors teen girls through dance at her studio in a small rural town in Washington state. Salyna’s dancing reflects a commitment to personal growth by internalizing rhythms and expressing emotion through the body – dancing from the heart. Poetry and visual art continue the conversation of dance with words and images that dance on the page. You may contact her through her website here and her artwork here

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