I loved this gate. I took a bunch of pics of it. …

the man playing the harp basks in stillness as the world races by

My dreams are coming true. I am moving out of isolation and darkness into a time of vibrant color, playful soul union and peaceful connectedness. I am very blessed.

I gazed deeply into the heart of one so beautiful breathed in its fragrance held it so gently and wept as the petals scattered in the wind

This is the place of creation, the matrix, the womb. It is woman. This is a mother’s stomach in its beauitful, natural state. I see a lot women today who seem to deny the roundness of their womb. I can’t help but wonder if this rejection of our natural form isn’t a rejection of the…

Photo by John McCormick Random thoughts on how to have an unguarded heart even in the midst of pain. These are things I’m telling myself these days. Some of them are redundant but worth repeating. Stay open-hearted. Don’t strike back. Just breathe and flow and choose Love. Keep the door open for grace to pour…