Bring it, Universe.
This beats being protected within the context of “I’ll protect you in exchange for the right to control you.”
So, I’ll bring the winsome smile and let the rest come along. I’ll be the flower just being a beautiful flower and let the bees and the rain and the sun come to me.
Yes.
“You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself” ~Buddha each step i am destined to take illuminates itself. as i travel in the dark, unseen hands keep me from taking a wrong turn. every breath every step every moment is an act of faith and sublime s u r r e…
The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably….
an old woman in a scarf rocks a baby back and forth in the sunlight a man works a crossword sneaking glances at the pretty baristas Dolly serenades us with her trilling vibrato the steel guitar adding a pinch of melancholy your morning kisses linger on my lips like the scent of flowers everything feels…
This world is like a mountain. Your Echo depends on you. If you scream good things, the world will give it back. If you scream bad things, the world will give it back. Even if someone says badly about you, speak well about him. Change Your Heart to change the World. ~ Shams Tabrizi
I created a new word about something I have done a lot which I am henceforth eliminating from my vocabulary. Yes, that’s right, I am both creatrix and destructrix right now, in this moment. The word is “reminiscilocomotion (verb): the act of moving forward while looking back.” I am not the girl who got “bad-touched”…
Today when I looked in the mirror, I really loved my own reflection. (That seems worth mentioning.) Also, I saw this today from my spiritual teacher, Matt Kahn: Mantra of the day: “I no longer reflect or embody the pain, disapproval, doubt, suffering, or confusion of others as a way of offering support. Bless it…