Welcome StarChild

In The Meantime...

Who would you be IF... all your hurt and pain, your fear of loving and loosing, your fear of the miraculous fragile beauty that you are - were a distant memory? ... IF you let yourself love as easily as a stream flows into the ocean, as easily as the wind releases the leaves on a wild Autumn day, as easily as the snow surrenders to the ground. Who would you BE? Think about it.