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.
Nothing like the carefree play of this age—the freedom of no cellular connectivity. It’s the decades before 2000, the street kid mentality in me trying to make a comeback. With only a land line, we were nearly impossible to find … Continue reading
I look around and I see unease, frozen in the eyes of passerbys. I make extra efforts to undue their unrest with a simple smile and a lighthearted chat. Regis was doing the same sort of uplifting while on his … Continue reading
If only for a moment, the sun squeezed some rays into our 3:30 pm reuniting space, at least a few days of this week. Orphaned glasses sometimes from the night before, some half full and thumb marked, greeting this afternoon … Continue reading
Play is when we escape time, when we reverse the malice of the day and revisit with ourselves for that sense of warmth…for that sweet little bit of peace. Don’t allow yourself to be too distracted to play, especially in … Continue reading
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