Take a bit of a reprieve to breathe then, pony on up. Anticipate it, expect it and even if you don’t feel like it, still do the thing. If you did someone wrong straighten it out. Remember, “everything [to] love … Continue reading
She looks spritely doesn’t she as summer filters through the pollen dusted windows? It’s a tricky thing, to have your kitchen positioned in blunt view, or perhaps a forthright spurring is just what’s required. Pulling up even in a vehicle, … Continue reading
Fractured no more, intrinsic knowing,from each other, a rift closingfalse authoritative power, endorsed no morescaffolding of dependency, collapsingbeaming from above, gilded lighthands of love, reachinghearts, a mendingmindsets set forth, transparenttaste buds, tantalizing. Oh, what a little cacao in an icy … Continue reading
Getting our rhythm on over here,under the ever present.Flowing with the great fallsburned by the fire of loveyet the underlying current, pulsingsorting things out againsome call it “The Way”I call it rising like a riverI’ll explain more in my dreams.
In front of our eyes, a vanishing primordial spirit of the landoutside our perspective zone, an enveloping consciousness evolvingwithin our hearts, a more beautiful world calcifiedin our perception still, a banality of God’s patternit’s there, isn’t it? and we are … Continue reading
All things glorious, our mid-summer groovein clenched fists, looped ropetrailing behind, sauntering coltsupdrift from hoofs, dustcaught in dancing cilia of tiny nostrils, dirta dash into a reprieve from the mid-afternoon sun and not short on words, camp girls in search … Continue reading
From the start and some ways into it, hazinesslaborious and lingering, veil of shameinstant yet never wholly gratifying, uninhibited encounterswhat’s meant to be seen, everything resolutely walled in the darkerrantly tiresome, a fabled fiendauthentic power in substance, burrowed too far … Continue reading
I miss the honeysuckle scented air, perhaps it’s ever so special because it bursts out of the crisp spring air like a harmonic symphony and instantly summer vibes saturate the steamy surroundings. The citrus plants also swell oh so boisterously … Continue reading
Divinely and infinitely flowing,our good will come to us, knowing.Endowed with power to unfold,our truest nature,the image and the likenesscomplete, in the God-mind and vision.Joy, love, abundance and peacecomes forth with us,expressing soin all that we are.
“These are the days that must happen to you.” -Walt Whitman
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