late summer haiku
poppy seeds scatter to soil
illusions shattered
dead rose petals fall softly
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encouragement
How Did the rose Ever open its heart And give to this world All its Beauty? It felt the encouragement of light Against its Being, Otherwise, We all remain Too Frightened. ~Hafiz
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limitless possibility [adventures in conscious creation]
I was looking for this Joy List post from 2005 to remind me of what brings me joy and see if I’m on track. Turns out I am. Much of the things on the list I do frequently, if not every day. This is heartening. I may repost it with some additions but it’s good…
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unguard the heart
foot in foot out valve open and shut hiding and workarounds half truths and longing terminal conflict not infinite love driving this soul the path of Love has no place for hiding unguard the heart and watch miracles happen
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La Mort
“He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch” ~Jean-Luc Godard
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linger here
Self-care has taught me to linger in the company of those who listen with the ear of their heart. There are those who listen with the ear of their broken heart. They hear pain and look for weakness, they look for holes to enter and often carry a cutting knife. They know nothing but suffering…
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love them anyway
some people are crazy obsessive, cruel and so sad love them anyway keep your windows closed doors with locks from the inside love them anyway with heart protected the fire warm and tended love them anyway
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