life has rubbed away every last bit
of callous around my heart
i am here, defenseless
and empty
surrendering
full up with tears
of sorrow and joy
forgiving and forgiven
opening my heart
to the unknown sky
I got my hair cut. Short. This was hair 1.0. It’s even shorter and blonder now. Things are shifting rapidly. This has set off a chain of events in my life. New attitude. New sense of myself. New focus on being in my own skin. Less hiding my face, my feelings, my…self. More strength (odd,…
She answered me with an Irish glint in her eye.
Saw this on Facebook awhile back. Such a great idea. I’m going to print some out and post them around town. Good for the soul, this. Blessings. xoxo
This morning, during my study/prayer/meditation time, I was drawn to open Gödel, Escher, Bach, by Douglas Hofstadter, to a random page and read the first paragraph that my eyes fell upon. I often do this use books as oracles in this way. My message for the day is this: “This system–the Propositional Calculus–steps neatly from…
in this time between seasons as the wheel turns and the days darken, the cold becomes turgid then flaccid and again– disorienting to this body that craves comfort. on a pilgrimage in the forest i am held and feel the soft earth ‘neath my feet. my warm breath is a bouquet of white flowers greeting…
the world, awash in moonlight. just one month later, you seem like a distant dream