a season of giving
“Christmas gift suggestions: To your enemy, forgiveness. To an opponent, tolerance. To a friend, your heart. To a customer, service. To all, charity. To every child, a good example. To yourself, respect.” ~ Oren Arnold
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speaking of blessings (we are the dancers)
A friend of mine sent me an email with this lovely blessing: I hope things are going well for you, that your health is heading in the right direction, that you’re having fun and having adventures. What a glorious thing to hear! She was having a hard time sleeping, I popped into her head and…
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art | creativity | healing | inspiration | photography | self-excavation | the delicious now | unbridled expressioni make pretty messes
All of the paradox and contradictions. I always wished I could make pretty things. I wish I was a pretty thing. But what’s true is I am messy and complicated. I make more messes. I make pretty messes. I’ve been doing some inner calibration lately and ran across this journal entry from earlier this year. …
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bare
I read an article recently that recommended walking with bare feet. I’ve been dutifully trotting outside each morning while I wait for my coffee to brew and walking on the little gravel patch on the side of the house. Back and forth. Bare legs. Bare arms. Bare feet. The rocks are hard and cold on…
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leadership
This morning I drew the “Leadership” card from my Doreen Virtue Archangel oracle deck. It spoke of it being my time to move forward with my leadership abilities. I also drew the Hierophant card from the Tarot and the Wolf card from the Animal Medicine deck. These are both teacher cards. I also did a…
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meandering
slurping chai from a saucer like a kitten (and the blushing) falling in to your gravity meandering through the conversation the day your journal (this still leaves me smiling) me, drawn to the texture of your opinions and passions (and then the kissing)
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find the key
i feel it poetry lives inside you behind those eyes that hold secrets of unknown fertile lands why not find the key and open the door to your golden heart?
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