The Dreaming Trees

There is a dream, and it is happening now.  These beings of light are rooting this deep and powerful story into the Earth.  "We are strong.  We weave magic.  We breathe life into your heart, and connect you to the belly of all creation."

Softly Dreaming Forest

When I walk a dreaming forest like this one, I fly through the branches and perch.  I scurry the trunks and jump limb to limb.  I lay my body beneath her canopy while my spirit dances in the clouds above.  


When I walk a dreaming forest like this one, I know I am home.

Story by Little Drum

Madrona

Story by Little Drum

To Her Radiant Grace

I reach my Roots deep into the soil and drink from her belly. 
I spread my branches wide and exhale to Her Radiant Grace

Story by Little Drum

Morning of Long Shadows

Story by Little Drum

The Source

Original Art work by Little Drum

Roots of the Ancestors

Original Painting by Little Drum

The Standing Ones

Story by Little Drum

New Year Mountain Moonrise

You have risen many times in my eyes, and long before my eyes could see
The darkness falls upon the mountain as your sentinel eye guides the night birds to their nest. Calling echoes across the Land.

Red Sun Paints Alder Forest

Cold Winter Sun Heats up the Sky burning the trees of my Alder forest.