A Cool Spot
On the surface it may have seemed like there may have been a lot to handle within myself, a previous je ne sae quoi of I am here and I don’t know why? Such a demeanor emanates bewilderment for all … Continue reading
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Deep Into Summer Thoughts
It’s going to take beaucoup amounts of daydreaming, for we are not the ensuing thought. We are the field of awareness watching the thought arise and recede—a pendulum swinging raucously to the tune of anger or sweetly to a lullaby-like … Continue reading
The Mandela Effect
I awoke a bit frazzled when not only the sway of the leaves on the trees picked up some but the air temperature dropped over twenty degrees. Did I sleep through summer before it even arrived? It’s still a portrait … Continue reading
Into the Depths
If we go along with the crowd, the only thing that will derive from such lemming behavior is that we won’t wind up with much more than the wish we can do it over again. Do not conform but love … Continue reading
Wild and Native
On forest paths,bathing in a little more beautysurrendering to the overthought,in ecstasy,in honor,in illuminating grace.Eastward boundwhere your sky expandsand protruding from the land you plod,mushrooms broadcasting you’re already hereyou may as well breathe.For yourselffor the ancient timeline.This is your moment.This … Continue reading
At Present
If you are what you do today, then sit in the wilderness as raw, wild and beautiful as you were meant to be. Thank yourself for being there for yourself. A present all wrapped up in the wild…go ahead untie … Continue reading
In Full Authority
Live here as you were meant to breathe in that longing you were brought here for. Go ahead. Be surprised and within the stillness of it all, smile as your future heart will always remember. -xoxo
And the Coif?
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
Gangling Like a Sprouting Teen
Condensed and complicated in a seed, a shape waiting to burst through.Against a future sky, verdant tentacles unfurling, curling, stretching and reaching.Beyond the horizon, a life you can’t even imagine.
Spellbind
For well over thousands of years, distractions of all sorts thrust upon us tailored to create our thoughts, our patterns our actions, our reality linked to whatever external liking at any given moment. Nevertheless beauty, always omnipresent always waiting to … Continue reading
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