not perfect, this journeynot meant to be easy, also this journey.how else to grow and expand? blessings, not merely for those who kneelbut for those who do,when a red carpet is rolled out for you,there’s your clue to transcend suffering … Continue reading
All you got is hurt; it’s all we know of you. It’s hiding under all that prim but not much of proper…not much of a legacy if you ask me. I’m on the other side of your disappearing dream, on … Continue reading
On where you land,made from long ago.The choice, it was always yours.
Affirming a state of centeredness in the middle of chaos, an awful lot of peacemoment by moment, a choice. will you fall prey to the state of imbalance,will you allow fear to overwhelm your flow,or will you be still in … Continue reading
Integrating, stretching in silence. Making peace, reconciling. Choosing another way. Full of life, full of light merry and bright. Her ‘lil nook of inspiration simply, gloriously… a warrior princess in the making. A little orange blossom honey in the am … Continue reading
For there is nothing hidden which will not be revealed, nor has anything been kept secret but should come to light. – Mark 4:22 The great reveal is not one of good and evil drama but of consciousness and the … Continue reading
Each moment is a new momentnot to wait for the world to change you,but you to be the change you want to seechoose and choose again wisely. “The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide … Continue reading
From the start and some ways into it, hazinesslaborious and lingering, veil of shameinstant yet never wholly gratifying, uninhibited encounterswhat’s meant to be seen, everything resolutely walled in the darkerrantly tiresome, a fabled fiendauthentic power in substance, burrowed too far … Continue reading
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
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.
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