morning awakening
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. ~Rumi as translated by Coleman Barks
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. ~Rumi as translated by Coleman Barks
I see so often how I longed for something and once I got it, it soon began to be less appealing. This was true of material things, men, experiences and even “freedom”
I know you come here to visit this blog. Thousands every month (or perhaps just one of you thousands of times!) I don’t know who you are, but here’s what I want you to know: You are loved and lovable. You are beautiful. I appreciate you. I wish you oodles of love, laughter and joy…
She loves her body and her breasts and delights in her own flesh and shares it with whomever is courageous enough to live their truth and stand by her in the Light.
It’s the year of the Super Hero. My friend, Aaron Dietz, wrote his book Super. My friend Trin Miller is starring in The Dirty Do Gooders web series (See above.) (You can see my daughter Alexandra get killed in the opening scene.) Real Life Super Heroes roam the streets doing good. As we move into…
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