Art Mirrors Life

This fog moved in suddenly this morning. I live very close to the sound and I’m on a bluff so the fog moves through us here. I can see billows of moisture swirling in the air backlit by the morning sun. This is all accompanied by the sound of a foghorn. It’s completely enchanting.  

When my love visited me last weekend, he would spontaneously offer me little presents like a sprig of lavendar or a little bouquet of maple leaves. My heart would open and joy and delight would flood in (and he would be showered with kisses and gratitude). Today, I asked for guidance from Spirit using my…

A Northern Flicker flying away from the watering hole. 

Erotic Pear I have discovered a few things about myself recently. Here are little things that bring me Seconds of Pleasure (often more) and will always keep me coming back for more: My lover holding the back of my head tight while he kisses me tenderly or cupping my face in his hands and moving…

“And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.” -William Blake One of my friends recently stopped communicating with me out of the blue. I intuitively felt something was going on so I asked him why he was so quiet. He replied back telling me…