longing
reaching
petals afire
longing
to merge
with the vast
unknown
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spring in all its glorious madness
The Sacrifice by Rites of Spring on Grooveshark “It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” ~Rainier Marie Rilke It is stormy today on this first day of Spring in the Northern Hemisphere. For me, it is the perfect texture for this day. Spring can be a time…
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Aries Birthday Haiku
Swimming by Skablins on Grooveshark I went out to Nectar to see some live music and do some celebrating with a friend last night and saw this band, the Skablins. So much fun! Later, we were in the outdoor area and the rain was falling so earnestly but was also somehow soft and fragrant. I…
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respect
A friend of mine recently told me, “You know, Kymberlee, you will find a man who treats you with the respect you deserve when YOU know you deserve it.” I know it’s true. My spiritual teacher, Matt Kahn, once said in satsang that our bodies and the hearts that inhabit them are works of art….
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art | Bricolage Project | creativity | grace | photography | poetry | projects | quotes | the delicious nowbricolage project day 22 [world]
“has materiality and thus dimension” The randomly-chosen word of the day is world from Stand Still Like the Hummingbird by Henry Miller. I’m going to offer the entire paragraph that it came from because it’s so fantastic. It will serve nicely as today’s quote: Frankly, if we must play with this idea of saving the…
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my eyes | my heart | my self
I am moving into the places of deep questioning that I believe we all go through at one point and time. The place that hopefully leads to spirit and ego shaking hands and deciding to play nice. I am seeing the many ways I have either not been sincere in my interactions with others because…
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a haiku for people who like boxes
you live in a box made of limits, rules and pain perhaps you like it
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