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Insect for Illustration Friday
The scarab was personified by Khepri, a sun-god associated with resurrection and new life. The ancient egyptians believed that the scarab beetle came into being of itself from a ball of dung (the idea of self-creation). We are all in a in the process of creating ourselves and our world in each moment. By consciously…
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live dream love
LIVE letting go washing myself of the past allowing myself to be loved by the people who are really here in the present tense DREAM allowing myself to dream again and possibly understanding what love truly means for the first time in my life LOVE loving myself turning my compassion and benevolence to myself finally
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the magnificent space
Antistrophes by Rainer Maria Rilke Ah, Women, that you should be moving here, among us, grief-filled, no more protected than we, and nevertheless able to bless like the blessed. From what realm, when your beloved appears, do you take the future? More than will ever be. One who knows distances out to the outermost star…
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Jammin' to my new Jamiroquai CD, "A Funk Odyssey"….
Jammin’ to my new Jamiroquai CD, “A Funk Odyssey”. It’s a wonderful piece of art and I highly recommend it. Check them out here I had the opportunity to shake my ass on Friday night when I went dancing with some friends at a club called The Bohemian. I had my first shot of Tequila,…
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Stillness in Movement
The stillness in stillness is not the real stillness Only when there is stillness in movement can the spiritual rhythm appear which pervades heaven and earth. -TS’AL-KEN T’AN This is the place in which I have been living for quite some time. I haven’t been sitting much and haven’t been at the computer to update…
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Close Every Door [one others will open]
Close every door to me, Hide all the world from me Bar all the windows And shut out the light Do what you want with me, Hate me and laugh at me Darken my daytime And torture my night If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know…
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