A Draw
And now heading back out there. Surviving in these parts has always been shaky business. Always armed to take a shot of whatever behooves me. Look at this outlier.
Tag Archives: living
So Luminous
Drifting, memories across all timelines.Washing over me, birdsongs drowning out the breeze.tuning to the day that will come. Living pulsing golden light, the scarlet from beneathWashed in the blood of the lamb, who would have thought?Ascending into the holy of … Continue reading
Playing Yourself
Standing by and waiting for someone to change results in playing a great role in your own suffering. I’ve finally become an active participant in creating the change I crave in my life. It’s no small feat…accepting accountability and deciding … Continue reading
Unscripted
I like to see where things are going in unscripted conversations that entice people along on an explosive journey. These days, there’s an unlimited streaming of such dialogs to take part in but many meander aimlessly until a provocative and … Continue reading
Lay Waste
“Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers – but like lemmings running headlong to the sea, we are oblivious.” – William Wordsworth. Wordsworth chronicles his spiritual life, his views on his craft and place in the world in his … Continue reading
Starbursts
A star-studded countertop. Bright and cheery clutched in the grip of the deft fingers of my neighbor, a party of daffodils entered our nest and roused one of us, the tiniest one, to burst outdoors to collect a few more … Continue reading
On the Couch
I wrote about this my first year in college. I have the original on a floppy disk, remember those? However, no device to plug it into to retrieve my writings from back in the day. Whatever I wrote, had my … Continue reading
A Trapeze Act
How is it my micro girl, a lengthy way in reaching her double digits, has more upper strength than me? I can’t complete this trapeze course and yet she swings back and forth with ease and doesn’t want to desert … Continue reading
Out of Tune
How ever did we get to this point, so far away from our mother, convinced that walls that contain us are our sanctuary? Don’t get me wrong I’m ever so grateful for Red https://thefolia.com/2017/04/09/red/, she’s there always for us and … Continue reading
Born to Stand Out
We weren’t made to fit in, we were born to stand out. Time is so compressed these capriciously peculiar days; I can’t think of a better opportunity to take this on. What seems magical is fairly straightforward here, we are … Continue reading
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