This Crimson Rainy Day Friend
Especially its birdsong prodding me to connect with a more intimate expression of myself through this sweet tune of this change of season.
Especially its birdsong prodding me to connect with a more intimate expression of myself through this sweet tune of this change of season.
for being near to my heart and reminding me to hear its sweet tune.
just before it disappeared and the golden coin in it that was found by the one with a golden heart. While not an actual Vasilopita, it was disguised as one for underneath the customary powdered sugar pita, was my signature … Continue reading
and the sweetest thing swinging in it.
So grateful to have taken a load off here…a sweet encounter with little verbal exchange, a few sips of an agua Fresca with a twist and did I mention a voice that turns heads? Vibrations deep from the hara swelling, … Continue reading
Mysteries of the universe are mysteries because there isn’t knowledge recognizing, comprehending and identifying with it. There is nothing hidden, only hidden from those who can’t perceive it. As we come to comprehension of reality in splendid profusion, I grow … Continue reading
I found a love for me,frothy and sweet.Darling you taste perfect right now.Feeling throughthe tension, the struggle, the submission without a touch of tendernessall for your cursed luck, so you reckoned.Inattentive thoughts and all that talk…money for your art.Believed in … Continue reading
Pressure that is. A cackling persistent request for more cake by a rowdy dozen or so girls…how can I not make their wish my command. But at first a check in with myself. You got this, it’s your signature cake, … Continue reading
The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading