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May the worlds you travel in or between bring you grace, dear reader.
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you are loved
“If you can pinpoint the exact words you’ve wanted to hear your entire life that no one has ever shared with you, and give yourself permission to openly share those words as innocent gifts of contribution with everyone you encounter, the simplicity of life purpose is effortlessly revealed.” ~ Matt Kahn There are a few…
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no defenses
life has rubbed away every last bit of callous around my heart i am here, defenseless and empty surrendering full up with tears of sorrow and joy forgiving and forgiven opening my heart to the unknown sky
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let's live
“If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.” ~John Keats Poetry, life and love can be so easy when we allow them to be. Let’s allow it. Let’s lie in a field of buttercups watching the clouds and wiggling our toes and let the…
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the gentle grace of a feverish afternoon
Oh! The gentle grace of a feverish afternoon. You lay in my arms in your perfection, sleeping fitfully my lips kissing wellness into your forehead– your cheeks. You awaken, believing it a new day (I tell you I remember that feeling when I was sick!) and proclaim today you will be “peppier”. We watch the…
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art | Bricolage Project | creativity | divine | mystery | photography | poetry | the delicious nowcreation haiku [ wailing chaos]
deep inside the womb deterministic chaos is ready to wail
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liminal
liminal woman peering into unseen spaces (swimming) stripping bare hidden agendas (treasure in truth) delighting in the scent of autumn and violent rain crashing against (everything) stirring love and spice into her soup (and life itself) greeting the light embracing the darkness (like a lover) liminal woman seeing only circles smiling at the boxes (illusory)
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