love | photography | poetry | self-excavation
find the key
i feel it
poetry lives inside you
behind those eyes
that hold secrets of unknown
fertile lands
why not find the key
and open
the door to
your golden heart?
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liminal
liminal woman peering into unseen spaces (swimming) stripping bare hidden agendas (treasure in truth) delighting in the scent of autumn and violent rain crashing against (everything) stirring love and spice into her soup (and life itself) greeting the light embracing the darkness (like a lover) liminal woman seeing only circles smiling at the boxes (illusory)
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filled up with goodness
Spitfire by The Prodigy on Grooveshark When my body is filled with endorphins and sweat is rolling down my back, there’s no room for anything but “Fuck, yeah!” “That’s right.” “YES!” and other bits of goodness.
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art | creativity | healing | mystery | poetry | self-excavation | the delicious nowin the stunned silence
like a hummingbird flitting forward and back sipping the sweetness never still never landing too fast to be captured until she flies into the glass headlong f a l l i n g in the stunned stillness hands reach out holding protecting sheltering feeding (not all hands hurt or capture)
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My (ever-expanding) Joy List
Over the past couple of months, I have made a couple of lists of things that make me giddy or bring me joy. Part of my work with conscious creation is to “flip my switch” to raise my vibration. Naming the things that make me feel good and posting them where I can see them…
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the growing edge
After years of long, black hair, I had my hair whacked off and bleached. I decided I needed to try platinum at least once in my life so here we go! Making this change in identity has been an interesting one. I get WAY more attention out in the world being blond which I was…
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Ripening
To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under the sun. a time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill and a time to heal … a time to weep and a time…
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