WarWoman Dell-Clayton, Georgia

"If Words could explain"
WhiteOak
October 15, 1996

As I sit here by the small waterfall at War woman Dell,
On the cool damp ground,
I look up and watch the leaves begin to flow downward,
Like a gentle fallen rain.

As each leaf begins its journey,
I become memorized by the beautiful dance it dances.
I hear the water singing its gentle tunes,
And every once in awhile I can feel the water spirits
Hitting me with droplets of water;
Just to let me know they are present.

If I listen closely, I can hear the memories of yesterday
And yet I can add more beauty to each memory.
As the icy waters journey down the rocks to join their
Relations in the pool of blended droplets; it reminds me
Of how all spirits eventually blends together,
To become one or to become whole.

The spiral dance of life is at its peak in my minds eye today.
October at War Woman Dell is a very magical place.
I enjoy sitting here watching the leaves getting ready for their journey. Witnessing their transformation while they change colors and
Flow back down to the Earth to become a part of it again.

I find myself very honored to be able to be a part of this wonderful time. Autumn is truly a new beginning; as each leaf disconnects from the tree,
and becomes a part of the Earth.
Indeed it is the beginning of a new journey.
I watch the shadows cascading across the hills that are filled with freshly fallen leaves. As the cool gentle rains begin to moisten the ground in preparation of new compost, I sense a very strong feeling of unification.

Our Mother Earth welcomes "All" back with open arms. As she absorbs the "All" back into her womb, we remember the unconditional love she offers beyond words and beyond sight.
My love is over whelmed for Gaea with all of her beauty,
And her unconditional love.