All The Way Up
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
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Must Be The Season Of The Witch
“In the hush of that peaceful hour, brought face to face with the silent guardian which keeps faithful account of your wanderings, the touch of a divine fire will quicken the dull brain, and the sluggish heart will become responsive … Continue reading
Sip, Ahhh, Repeat.
Lips that caress the curve of the rawness of the earth. Something of beauty when I can embrace such compatibility whirling around these parts, like salt on iron I’d say. As I move into my sweet spot…into my state of … Continue reading
E Stands For…
eminent,expansive,exuberant,energetic,electrifying,evolutionary,embodied,ethereal. Yup, that’s us in a nutshell…now if we only knew. Who’s with me? A little reminder from this icy blue night sky, how cool is this scene? Chills. This place elevates me. I got the fifth letter of the … Continue reading
Does It Even Matter?
Reading backwards. No words are necessary anyways as the room infers E-A-T, besides all is changing, be adaptable.
Put On All The Armor
And just like that, a sophisticated grey and all colors fade away. It’s a lot to ask when temperatures drop to near freezing and those long steamy summer days are fastidiously far into the distant like dubious memories. The wind … Continue reading
Bounty Harvester
The bounty of ripely plucked Crispins from an orchard off the side of the road now cradled in a bowl, a sweet reminder of our abundance. Bite into one for a crisp crunch and a mouthful of sweetened juice. Today … Continue reading
A Stands for Affection
I’ve learned a notable amount of the ABC’s of the heart here and the code of living in the moment as these creatures do readily and for the highest outcome of pure truth—the supreme gospel of all the majesties of … Continue reading
Stretching My Dream Muscles.
My future self has extended her sun-kissed hand to pull me out of the murky chemtrail haze and into this sandy oasis. It’s a long time coming this fresh coat, I’ve been itching for years now and oh yes, she … Continue reading
The Long View
Looking at things at the wrong end of the scope…no one who sees from the other end ever regrets it for a second even after name calling usually followed by a long harangue. I’ll take pareidolia for I can’t imagine … Continue reading
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