It’s going to take beaucoup amounts of daydreaming, for we are not the ensuing thought. We are the field of awareness watching the thought arise and recede—a pendulum swinging raucously to the tune of anger or sweetly to a lullaby-like … Continue reading
No question whose country it is out yonder. City slickers have a whole lot of words these days. Words create separation. Good thing there aren’t many out this way, only a beating heart to be heard. Nothing else instructing it … Continue reading
The thing about angels is we are so distracted we don’t even notice their fluttering wings spawning and weaving our dreams into the breeze sweetly whispering into our ears. If only we untethered ourselves from torpedoing weighted thoughts to float … Continue reading
Resting in ash of eons long ago, bones of black canesWithin the folds of a future so close, an ancient heartSurrounding the shadows, carried torches.Meeting the other in their own world, courageous.Back into the realm of choice, your arrival.
Nothing like the lighting of the grand rising. This spot receives all the beginnings of the orchestra of light in the a.m. from the radiance of the sun, that amazing star prompting our spirit to thrive and to open our … Continue reading
I’m soaking up every rummy split second of this singular spectacular season we call summer. Green is what’s on display presently. Dense, luscious, abundant and fleeting already past the peak and onto our transient descent into the next scene where … Continue reading
An Encouraging Start The thing about criticism is you will never be criticized by someone who is doing more than you. For they are too focused on their dreams and know how demanding the journey is. You will only be … Continue reading
The thing about a barnyard gal is even in the downtime, dignity is upheld and grandeur is manifesting. Must be something about endeavoring in silence in the early morning light breaking through roof rafters on a long-standing barn. That along … Continue reading
Void of all fear.As sweet as honey.Just as the real thing from the bees.Preserving their essence, nothing entailing them at play.For the spirit formerly conquered and bequeathed upon them a brimming of fortitude.They already are, no need to urge sensibility.We … Continue reading
You, the living light have what it takes. Every single situation, every precise thought, every unequivocal bolt pulsing within every legendary cell has the capacity to connect to original life force. They can make us think all they want, that … Continue reading
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