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art | divine | healing | inspiration | photography | self-excavation | the delicious now | writing processthe space between the notes [or the ten minute creation]
I see so often how I longed for something and once I got it, it soon began to be less appealing. This was true of material things, men, experiences and even “freedom”
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growth for Photo Friday
rosemary for remembrance roots loose and untangled ready to be planted in fertile soil bringing forth what came before and creating something new
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how silly of me
how silly of me to think you might come perhaps if i told you it involved my head and a gun i just want you to be here for the celebrations you just want to be here for the pain how silly of me to think you might call me perhaps if I told you…
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a haiku of endings
wind whispers her sweet longing turgid moon shining my heart weeps with fresh sorrow
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art | Bricolage Project | divine | healing | love | mystery | photography | yogacasting spells of liberation
He found this tiny black feather and gave it to me. He said he thought it was a crow feather and told me not to cast a spell with it. Ha! I told him that even if I did cast a spell, it would be good magic, it would be in service to love and…
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a slice of now.
There is no poem in my heart today, only a deep recognition of my growth and my humanity. I realized today that I have reached a place in my life where I can sit with sorrow, grief and “imperfection” without looking away or trying to fix it. Not every day, perhaps, but often. I realize…
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