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angel of the quake [or the patriarchy is crumbling]
angel of the quake she clings to his leg holding up the fractured pillars (white marble with purple veins) she clings to him looking up with such devotion (the master feeds her) she clings to his leg holding on to a crumbling world she is in the rubble now her hands bleeding seeking his eyes…
nourished by the truth
“Darkness is not a pejorative thing.” ~Naomi Watts I just had this thought: Our moment of hubris, our fall from grace, is not just an ending but a perfect beginning. It is the moment we realize the blessing and curse of our own mortality and this end of innocence brings us to the truth of…
play.
there was the music and the word play (and the laughter) there was the cat toy with the feathers (and how it came to life) there was the teasing and the falling into (and your sleepy eyes) there was the offer and the play (and the kisses) and now… i can’t stop smiling thank you…

open
My angels led me down a different road today and this is what I found. I often find little treasures when I allow myself to stay off the beaten path and listen to the inspiration being whispered sweetly in my ear. Eyes open Ears open Heart open Hands open Poof! Magic. Life doesn’t get much…