Out of religionout of dogmaout of language.Remembrance fades as memory gains.Growing more gracious and ever so compassionate,Recalibrating the circuit boardswirling into attunementstirring into the beyondopening and expandingalwayssofteningexploringviva la womankind and mankindwelcome to the big-time folks.
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
You have a taste of storm on your lips.But where have you been?A remnant taste of bitterness at first, stomach-turningbut then how else do you rise higher than you could ever imagine?
“Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers – but like lemmings running headlong to the sea, we are oblivious.” – William Wordsworth. Wordsworth chronicles his spiritual life, his views on his craft and place in the world in his … Continue reading
Only from the outside does it look like bravery. On the inside, I’m just like you. Come, what urgency beckons you to your destiny with me?
There’s no doubt nature does a body good, but what can it do for the coif? Apparently, it rubs off on our hairdo as well. Rounded and tightly coiled and oh so magnificent! Who wore it best, girlfriend or the … Continue reading
I had a caption for this. It was crafty. I thought to myself, I ought to write it down. I didn’t. I forgot what the small voice whispered to me. But my vibrant artist has sketched a few of these. … Continue reading
The passers-by did not take heed Of me, of my frozen stillness. Deep-rooted ideas, they cling onto Intentions pitched into the bottoms of the washed-out bins. Desires to live a celebratory existence stay frozen. Remember the template, Remember there’s another … Continue reading
We weren’t made to fit in, we were born to stand out. Time is so compressed these capriciously peculiar days; I can’t think of a better opportunity to take this on. What seems magical is fairly straightforward here, we are … Continue reading
Grey morning skies and the clouds are simpering. Stay with the spirit rightly found, into the day and the clatter of the war we wage abound. For when night falls, a kingdom awakens. Fall into the night sky with spirit … Continue reading
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