Blind contour infused with memory and a Scorpio moon.
May your edges help you honor your softness, dear reader.
A Bridal Song I. The golden gates of Sleep unbar Where Strength and Beauty, met together, Kindle their image like a star In a sea of glassy weather! Night, with all thy stars look down,– Darkness, weep thy holiest dew,– Never smiled the inconstant moon On a pair so true. Let eyes not see their…
Liberté
Egalité
Democracy!
The search for knowledge ends when the self is no longer afraid to feel. ~Matt Kahn Today, my daughter Gigi brought this perfectly ripe strawberry to me from the garden. She had taken a bite of it and came to share it with me. She said, “Mom! You have to taste this. It’s the most…
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The word of the day is her randomly chosen from Rob Brezny‘s book Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia. Oh, how I wish I had the energy tonight to delve into her but alas, it has been a full day. I will say that I was at a poetry reading tonight at Columbia City Gallery….
A shadow on my friend, Julia’s, wall that was cast by a little dragonfly hanging in the window. I drew the Dragonfly card in the Animal Medicine tarot deck by Jamie Sams so I appreciated the synchronicity of seeing this yesterday. Here’s a bit about Dragonfly medicine: “Dragonfly medicine is of the dreamtime and the…
Glittery pink and white targets.