It was a long time coming before I stumbled upon this knowledge, but stumbled upon it I have. Upon suggestions from a fellow sojourner, I replied to a question posed for anyone and everyone: BT: What are the spaces you … Continue reading
Integrating, stretching in silence. Making peace, reconciling. Choosing another way. Full of life, full of light merry and bright. Her ‘lil nook of inspiration simply, gloriously… a warrior princess in the making. A little orange blossom honey in the am … Continue reading
What no man knowsfrom the unknownto the unknownand in between a glimmering moment. The hush of a peaceful twinklingbrought face-to-face withsilence,satisfaction,that moment that draws close to our hearts of being. Not through a social triumphnor a shared fear terrorbut in … Continue reading
My future self has extended her sun-kissed hand to pull me out of the murky chemtrail haze and into this sandy oasis. It’s a long time coming this fresh coat, I’ve been itching for years now and oh yes, she … Continue reading
On the precipice, something colossalDeliberated about for eons, such timesEmanating from the sun, waves of activation On your obsessed mind, Susie Q’s pubesNever to be seen again, the shagginess within.The key to tending, all that’s in there.Not wishing to be … Continue reading
The thing about a barnyard gal is even in the downtime, dignity is upheld and grandeur is manifesting. Must be something about endeavoring in silence in the early morning light breaking through roof rafters on a long-standing barn. That along … Continue reading
Gotta start with yourself. It’s the beginning of a new day, a gentle nudge from mama earth is all it takes and if that almighty sun is lambent without a cloud to come between us, all the sweeter. Our habits … Continue reading
In a prized journal, creative spirit sketched in squiggling curves and crafted words.On this eve, crimson tinted eggs ready for Sunday’s cracking.Upon a thawing terra, bare feet sensing the metaphysics of electromagnetic creation.In our hearts, a longing for the unplotting … Continue reading
“My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie themselves.” -Hermann Hesse At nightfall, … Continue reading
Adios ego, I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to see it succumb once and for all. Feeling its resistance and all its tall tales, first burst of tears then glimpses of candor through the refractions of the … Continue reading
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