note to self
you have chosen to flirt with or get into relationships with friends or lovers who were restless, in transition or unavailable because you were
(now that you know this, you’ll make different choices. this is good. you’re doing great.)
you have chosen to flirt with or get into relationships with friends or lovers who were restless, in transition or unavailable because you were
(now that you know this, you’ll make different choices. this is good. you’re doing great.)
Today’s random word comes from my friend, Aaron Dietz‘s book Super. Â I wrote about his book a few years ago when it was published. Â Today’s word is breaking. breaking with tradition. Â breaking up. Â breaking hearts. Â breaking old habits. Â break dancing. Â breakfast. Â breaking a pattern. Â give me a break. Â breaking. Breaking is a delightful word for…
Over the past couple of months, I have made a couple of lists of things that make me giddy or bring me joy. Part of my work with conscious creation is to “flip my switch” to raise my vibration. Naming the things that make me feel good and posting them where I can see them…
my country my culture is like an alcoholic parent on a bender taking taking taking drinking the last drop and destroying and we, like the little orphans we are like hungry birds chirping squawking pecking clawing for attention for resources for space to be heard to be seen to be loved no space no recess…
“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…
Window To Your Soul by Delirium on Grooveshark my current loves: unmade beds tangled questions midnight conversations well-loved teddy bears coffee breath Delirium (the band, not the state) vulnerability the pause after a thought is spoken deep listening (see above) rest sending postcards in the mail. with stamps. the scent of the yellow primrose on…
sometimes, when i am most despondent when i feel i have betrayed or been betrayed too many times to count (or handle)– just then when i doubt myself my wisdom my power my grace (my existence)– right then wings aflutter an angel comes (in myriad forms) bringing a reflection of my wholeness my beauty my…