She closed her eyes. In her mind’s eye she imagined herself growing roots down into mother earth. She pictured tapping into this eternally giving source. She pushed down with her mind. She was a root that wasn’t searching for water, but for something else. She pushed past colossal things. Huge beings comprised of rock. Creatures that were tiny and large. Water also trickled over her and mingled with her. It wasn’t separate at all. The water; it wasn’t apart from the earth, it was one. She pushed past fiery ponds of fundamental earth, raging heat searing her body. She didn’t care; she wanted to embalm herself in it. It wasn’t separate from her at all. Then she felt it. A beating, pounding, resounding heartbeat. It was the heartbeat that pounded in all living things. It resounded in her, the soil, the magma, the insects, the beasts and the world. It would never leave her.
Art by Miyama Fugin http://www.zerochan.net/782163