I’m Laying Over
Look who came for a visit today. My neighbor is the wilderness mother to all the feral faunas, at this point deer would eat out of her hand if she extended it out for them. This little fellow might be … Continue reading
Look who came for a visit today. My neighbor is the wilderness mother to all the feral faunas, at this point deer would eat out of her hand if she extended it out for them. This little fellow might be … Continue reading
Something redolent about the whiff of moist duff after the morning frosty dew dissipates, something not-so-ordinary to spot, this sweet trinary. Sunlight yearns to kiss these lavender hued caps and if girlfriend were with me on this am stroll, she … Continue reading
I ran into a cheery bunch…I don’t always have it in me to be chirpy, though it’s out of character for me to dig too deep for it, some days it’s neat to greet a cheering squad. These bright and … Continue reading
It makes the world go round…will we ever allow for this life-altering experience? It’s steadfast one, indeed worth the devotion that palpates us at the cellular level. I am all for a fiesta to celebrate love just because. I suppose … Continue reading
Grey morning skies and the clouds are simpering. Stay with the spirit rightly found, into the day and the clatter of the war we wage abound. For when night falls, a kingdom awakens. Fall into the night sky with spirit … Continue reading
We surfaced on this mellifluously abundant planet of everything imaginable and instantly we embrace the idea of scarcity. I can’t blame us wholeheartedly as deception is quite astute and personal accountability and choice are striped from us since our arrival … Continue reading
We gather around this sweet spot, the leaves at the tip of turning as we soak up the mid-day sun. Welcoming the vibrations of light into our bodies, marinating its sweet notes through every cell and allowing the connection of … Continue reading
These crimson drops, a momento of yet another transitional flash in this life cycle, have speckled this verdant swath like the first hearten strokes on canvas. The Maker already knows the final image, but His beloved children wait to see … Continue reading
I’m struck by the way we look for miracles outside our terrestrial existence when Mother Nature holds all the trainings for us to embody; we await for commands instead of listening to her wisdom, we flout her lessons at our … Continue reading
As many in their elected and some in their preordained seats continue to suffer from imposture syndrome these days, I find refuge in the wild. She blows me away every time. It’s her majesty again, Queen Anne’s Lace is omnipresent … Continue reading