It’s going to take some kind of ferociousness, some kind of pluck to embark on a solo journey…this phat cat deserves a starring role for his courage. What radiance he carries as he roams both alone and wholly accompanied in … Continue reading
Cold hard facts around since ArchimedesInnovating yet terrorizing apparatuses for our deemingCold-hearted and merciless projectiles where paradise layBurned, annihilated and stripped for progress to prevailHalfway to the molten fury beneath and code red to no avail.Whilst die-hard volunteers lead devotees … Continue reading
A little reminder that our way of life other than the current prescription is possible. It’s no time to miss the clues; it’s been foretold. Go ahead live your most courageous life the way it was meant to be consciously, … Continue reading
Always. With small effort it can be done even when at times circumstances are not stacked in our favor…be kind and provide a heartfelt gesture or an endearing compliment to the living around us. Riding down a floor in an … Continue reading
Life is happening in the moment. It’s flowing in the past, present and in the future and love is non negotiable. Love and life grow entwined in each other’s arms. As I focus on my breath, the world becomes alive … Continue reading
How I curb my enthusiasm. For those who know me, I have a lot of it. Always have and ain’t nobody taking it away from me ever. What I haven’t experienced these last couple of decades is an environment that … Continue reading
You can’t be the light to the blind.They will always see you as darkness.Stop trying to be good for them.Be good to you. – Pierre Alex Jeanty
Emerging out of a temptuous quarter-of-century codependent relationship, I find solace on these tolerant and patient stones that blessedly don’t tug on my empathetic tendencies. Nothing exploding here but a little iaomai (ee-ah’-om-ah-ee) physical healing, to repair the temple alter.
From the heavens, gracesurrounding me, abundanceembracing me, lightinto my heart, morning prayerswhere I am, you are.
“Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest THY FLOCK to rest at noon?” “Behold, thou ART fair, my love; behold, thou ART fair; thou HAST doves’ eyes.” “He brought me to the banqueting … Continue reading
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