Nothing to win.Nothing left to lose.It’s time for that vice of yours break.Body always bruised,how ever will the spirit soar? Back where I left offbefore the pursuit,a half-bloomed flower, merely on my waypurely becoming myself.And in that season before incubation,clamped, … Continue reading
February is for following her fierce fighters along the mat and for bouncing off them too! There have been a few famous f off’s along the way, ‘cause you know the usual demonic spirits always trying to mess up God’s … Continue reading
Taking Flight Fading, noise of the worldEntombed, curated stories|Laid to rest, misgivingsManifesting, dreamy visionsReclaiming, warm delights and steamy waysFrom the depths of my reserves, peace and joyRestored, remembranceGlowing, vestiges of an ancient waySound once again…didn’t know betrayal could be so … Continue reading
“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars but in ourselves, that we are underlings.” (Julius Caesar, Act I, Scene III, L. 140-141). –Shakespeare
…frolicking in the park. Who would have thought we’d invest so many hours at the park in February. It’s hard to leave before the witching hour. Instead of making progress on a mare, we’re climbing full speed up slides until … Continue reading
Sweet lil’ loves, I’ll take these over even the lusciously blooming bleeding red buds in the background. Something about teeny, tiny things, perhaps because I’m such a thing. These may be debris by some laudable standards, but I hold them … Continue reading
It’s no wonder I sparkle…look what I ingest. Pure beauty. Pure love. Have a closer look at your food…bet you didn’t know cinnamon can sparkle like this? Did you know a fellow being could create such beauty? Can you imagine … Continue reading
It’s a magnificent Monday, a sublime minimalistic eve…anything could happen. Winding down and keeping things rather simple, clearing out the clutter in the mind, in this space. Reflecting on the year and what’s to come…it takes up a lot of … Continue reading
The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading
The world will ask you who you are and if you don’t know it will tell you. – Carl Jung It’s never been a better time to remind yourself and to remind the world who you came here to be. … Continue reading
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