Entering Into Simon’s House
and all is well; go in peace.
Tag Archives: peace
Once in a Blue Moon
I wish for your justice I wish for the peace you seek. But claim the road to your dominion, And know our children will see and not repeat.
An Amicable Acquaintance
Feathered friends are often my favorite visitors, especially the beloved doves who preferred to nest on my deck to head start their young family. We happened to make some new friends from this ledge, a stick laden with seeds assisted. … Continue reading
We Be Voguing
A little reminder that our way of life other than the current prescription is possible. It’s no time to miss the clues; it’s been foretold. Go ahead live your most courageous life the way it was meant to be consciously, … Continue reading
Curbed
How I curb my enthusiasm. For those who know me, I have a lot of it. Always have and ain’t nobody taking it away from me ever. What I haven’t experienced these last couple of decades is an environment that … Continue reading
Winning Season
When I’m not beneath the shade of my canopy of trees and focused on living in peace, I’m finding growth where others create authentically, affectionately and lovingly…everything else may fall beneath my feet.
Power of Change
Affirming a state of centeredness in the middle of chaos, an awful lot of peacemoment by moment, a choice. will you fall prey to the state of imbalance,will you allow fear to overwhelm your flow,or will you be still in … Continue reading
A Time to Repair
Emerging out of a temptuous quarter-of-century codependent relationship, I find solace on these tolerant and patient stones that blessedly don’t tug on my empathetic tendencies. Nothing exploding here but a little iaomai (ee-ah’-om-ah-ee) physical healing, to repair the temple alter.
Dance of Life
I promise to you, a start beneath your feet on solid ground.Realize within you all possibilities exist,a whole vast universe is yours,to love and be loved.I promise you a hymn that will resonate in the heavens.I promise you your voice, … Continue reading
The Time of the Singing of Birds
“Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest THY FLOCK to rest at noon?” “Behold, thou ART fair, my love; behold, thou ART fair; thou HAST doves’ eyes.” “He brought me to the banqueting … Continue reading
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