by dyanaw | Jul 25, 2016 | Dyana Wells, Sailing, Trilogy
Life itself shaped me out of the winds, intricate pathways of movement, vibration, creating an illusion of substance that is me already. I know all about winds, I’m made up from them. So these winds outside me, do I recognise them now. How well can I be present to...
by dyanaw | Jun 15, 2016 | Dyana Wells, Novels, Sailing
Sailing is all about the wind. We don’t know how she will be, and she is invisible. My long hair only wants to fling itself, wave wildly and throw itself around in the great excitement of saying hello to the wind. This is the reason I keep it long, for this...