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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haiku of knowing
steeped in paradox words and more words on paper my body just knows
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Sunday afternoon. Almost the New Year. Thinking …
Sunday afternoon. Almost the New Year. Thinking about the regrets of the last year (NONE!) and all of the promise that exists in 2003. Working on my website. Making the most of the resources available to me and FINALLY letting go of relationships, situations and stuff that no longer serves my highest good. Oh, the…
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sometimes
Sometimes I want to go back to being little. Sometimes I regret too many things. Sometimes I want to lick everything. Sometimes I don’t know who I really am. Sometimes I don’t give a fuck. Sometimes it isn’t easy for me to be honest about my truest feelings. (Sometimes) Sometimes I am in awe of…
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when no can be a yes
she feels overwhelmed by the demands and feelings of others and doesn’t know how to say no “Whenever we feel bad when saying no to someone, we unknowingly doubt that life has a greater plan in store for them. Allow any response of ‘no’ to convey the same loving openness as yes, so all who…
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wild things grow over fences
on the road i travel i pass this nearly every day this gangly fennel growing over barbed wire (it makes my heart ache) i have longed to capture it to let it in my heart (to understand the ache) yesterday, it happened i stopped and it let me capture it (for a moment) i realized…
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Another face of God
Another face of God
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