Goddess in Training
over us and for imbuing us with His Spirit.
May we all remember to call our angels forth
when we need them and to wield our power with grace.
Held in Compassion I just stepped on this bee. I said, “F-ing thing! Get off me!”, and kicked it away. As the pain faded away, I watched the poor bee convulsing as it died. I’m still alive. It is dying. Yes, I am the one who stepped on it. It was no one’s fault. It…
“There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.” -Rumi
Laughing at the Word Two Only That Illumined One Who keeps Seducing the formless into form Had the charm to win my Heart. Only a Perfect One Who is always Laughing at the word Two Can make you know Of Love. This poem is by Hafiz as translated by Daniel Ladinksy in The Gift
I just went through my flickr photostream and found this. It’s a fave. I never went to the Lusty Lady–a Seattle icon that recently closed–but I always liked their marquees. This one represents two big parts of me: Love and Eroticism. Go forth and have an erotic day. Every day.
A breakfast picnic with the girls.