I am holding my heart very tenderly while the shadow and light dance all around it. I turn 40 in a couple of weeks, I’m in the middle of a divorce and I’m still working to get my career squarely off the ground while wading through all of this transition. A little over a year…
This picture of my daughter taken by me and retouched by my flickr friend, reminds me of what I imagine Archangel Michael looked like as a little cherub. Here’s a channeled message from Lord Michael for these times. Have faith, dear ones. This moment is perfect and we are made for these times. Ask for…
“Mom, why don’t you talk to John anymore? “Because he’s not my friend, Gigi. He lied to me about something really important. He’s not in my life.” “Well, I want him in my life. I’m gonna call him when I get my own phone. Please tell me you didn’t delete his number.” “Okay, I won’t…
Laughing at the Word Two Only That Illumined One Who keeps Seducing the formless into form Had the charm to win my Heart. Only a Perfect One Who is always Laughing at the word Two Can make you know Of Love. This poem is by Hafiz as translated by Daniel Ladinksy in The Gift
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