conferring in the space between the space between
i believe
our souls talk to each other
late at night
when we aren’t watching
i wish i could be a bit more privy to those conversations
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limitless possibility [adventures in conscious creation]
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one dash one one dash one one
Today was a day of new beginnings. All that ONE energy flying around must have been part of it. Cleansing old thought patterns happened early in the day through some meditation and writing and I felt the energy pulling me forward all day and realized that the intentions I’ve been setting of noticing more joy…
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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…
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holy harmony
she came this morning during morning mediation with chanting and toning (shimmering beauty) we snuggled and spoke of sunlit memories and private gardens (naked in the buttercups) we conjured a place to dwell filled with peace and flowers (art-making and altars) she toned and we chanted peace to all beings (including ourselves) May all hearts…
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expensive illusion
mixed-media collage on pressed board “Safety is a very expensive illusion.” ~Julia Cameron I have had a few experiences recently that have shown me the folly of perceived “safety” and the glorious freedom of stepping out of that illusion. The places I was made to believe were safe ended up being some sort of spring-loaded…
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a snowy day
My day began in darkness. I padded out to the kitchen to put the water on for coffee, noticing the blanket of stillness tucked all around the morning. As I waited for the water to boil, I let my skin drink in the moonlight that was eagerly gushing through the windows and let my mind…
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