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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Tete-a-Tete
Here I am not so much checking out my breeding plumage in the mirror but tete-a-tete with this enigmatic figure, or is she? Another remarkable creation for sure, one that depicts fertility and the life cycle, a central spiritual concern … Continue reading
Artists of Life
Finally I sawthat worrying had come to nothing.And gave it up.And took my old bodyand went out into the morningand sang. -Mary Oliver Not only does this poet priestess stop me in my tracks to reconnect and ground in a … Continue reading
A Kind of Blue
Sip, savor, take note and repeat. It’s what I usually do with this cup filled with a nuanced, creamy, aromatic brew that is nourishing on so many levels. Today it’s especially magical for it’s a glow with an aura of … Continue reading
Between
Finite and infinity,limit and limitless.uncertainty and perceiver of truth. We ask a great deal of ourselves to wake up from a comfy slumber.Groggy often too sunken to think, who am I?Hard to say from underneath it all.Unkind time entangled within … Continue reading
The More We See,
the less we knowand yet here we are,another time, another place.Unchanged, upsetting rhetoricbellowing and barking from those in judgment seats.We’re in those days.Time to discern,time to invertand reinsert sagacityas the devilish wiles ram mainstreamand those scripturally awareattuned to the whispers … Continue reading
Don’t Ignore the Signs
This little sign caught my eye, now it’s our latest favorite spot to hang out and meet new friends. Let’s all take a moment to rest today and imagine what this may feel like. Happy brave New Year all!
So Many Gifts Already
May we all see our abundance sooner rather than later.
Expect Magic
The deeper we plunge into winter, the more I look forward to the light because it exposes the shadows of the past that haunts our spirit. We’ve been hibernating for a while alongside murky trails, but the frozen tracks will … Continue reading
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