by Robin Doxey I am a poppy. Just a breath ago, I was sitting on the banks of a desert wash, softly gazing upon a field of Mexican poppies. The warmth of the spring sun shone down, the cool air wafted over my bare arms. I was experiencing the light and energy of Akasha channeling through my crown chakra, connecting me to earth and the oneness. In the next breath, I am in Akasha and I am a poppy. My crossed legs have transformed into a taproot, reaching into the sandy, rocky c