Link to image: Tochter der Flammen
From my mother I received Song.
From my father, Inspiration.
My Brother gave me rhythm.
My body has become flowing through heat and rhythm. Tiny light, air and fire particles electrify my life's sphere. From their light I weave silky melodies. Dancing accoss the periphery of old habits, I feel connected to my core. Springing into the center, I am one with everything which is beyond my perception. I was raised on tiger's milk and it made me strong, and I gathered together the quivering light-threads from my triangle. Dancing, I displace all my barriers and the blossoms in my breast open. I stretch out my arms and embrace the world.