Plum Blossoms in Sepia I remember looking at the…

filled with promise
plum branches
rest in autumn darkness
filled with promise
plum branches
rest in autumn darkness
Today I ran across a single line I had written on a page in my journal. It said, : “I am not the kind of woman you can push around.” It’s true that I haven’t been physically pushed around since my older brother tormented me in my youth. I am strong and fierce physically and…
“There are many paths to Love and I believe all of them, at some point, must pass through the gate of compassion.” -Kymberlee della Luce More thoughts on on Compassion: Feel the pain of others. Understand their struggles and disappointments, their hardships and inadequecies, and open your heart to them. Realize that everyone is doing…
When the words stop And you can endure the silence That reveals your heart’s Pain Of emptiness Or that great wrenching-sweet longing, That is the time to try and listen To what the Beloved’s Eyes Most want To Say. ~Hafiz (as translated by Daniel Ladinsky in “The Gift”)
Held in Compassion I just stepped on this bee. I said, “F-ing thing! Get off me!”, and kicked it away. As the pain faded away, I watched the poor bee convulsing as it died. I’m still alive. It is dying. Yes, I am the one who stepped on it. It was no one’s fault. It…