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This Higher Timeline

This Higher Timeline

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and how we get there.

Living On a Prayer

Living On a Prayer

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We’re halfway there. Halfway between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox. We feasted; we communed around a bonfire in the crisp midwinter air. A dancing constellation of stars above to hear our wintery wishes and forest critters amid that encouraged whispered … Continue reading →

The Good Seed

The Good Seed

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Grasses are wind-pollinated; they need not place their energy into developing showy flowers to attract pollinators and yet they enticed us. The good seed, here playing in the wild patch determined to get into the arena even without a horse.  

Marvelous Maeve

Marvelous Maeve

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She displayed a spring in her step, followed by a few breaks to peck & take a look around, to sniff the scented afternoon air…scratching, digging rooting up the sod. How does it feel to roam and be free? The … Continue reading →

Everglow

Everglow

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I drew a line for you,yet inward still you spiraled,Never an honest wordand so I drew one for me.And now I gaze atwhere I wanted to go,oh the light you left for me, everglow.

A Vision To Behold

A Vision To Behold

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In the mist, the great divideupon the horizon, love coming to townin patterns undeniably bursting through, an intense rosemore real than we can imagine, the unseentraveling through past lands, a man who came to fulfill the lawhalle, hallelujah.

Days Gone By

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February is for fairer days and for double rainbows reimagined because I just can’t get enough of this optical phenomenon. Nothing screams true faith like a luminous rainbow (not just one but two) contrasting against bespattering clouds. There you have … Continue reading →

On Extension

On Extension

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So self-assured, sagacious and adept to anyone who takes a moment to finding meaning in something rather than nothing. And would you look at those extensions…they could make dancers long to have higher leg extensions.

Where Rivers Meet.

Where Rivers Meet.

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All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte

Chromatic Shifts

Chromatic Shifts

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Connected to the wild, an intimate and raw me.Taunted, manipulated, abandoned, discarded no more.Out of red-hot ashes, my worthiness.A journey of the heart, no better time than now to leap and bound.Bringing me out of the dark, tones of a … Continue reading →