by Hiro Boga | Self-Care, Soul
Today, let the descending spiral of this week lead you home, to your own tender heart. Trace the pathway that has brought you here — trace it with your fingertip, on the palm of your hand. Monday’s promise, unfurling light. Tuesday’s thunder shower,...
by Hiro Boga | Inner Journeys
I woke up this morning from a convoluted, vividly scary dream where I was wandering, shoeless, on a dark city street in a seedy part of town. It was the witching hour — fading day cast grotesque shadows on dimly lit sidewalks. A nameless, faceless city, made...
