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there is this moment
It is such a misguided notion to believe there is any other place to be but this one– the sweet smell of rain (the droplets falling on the very paper on which I was writing this), surrounded by poetry. A church bell chimes nearby and machines whirrrrrr all around me. The cacophony of seagulls crying…
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This Casablanca Lily has the most amazing scent…
This Casablanca Lily has the most amazing scent. It’s right outside the window of my studio and smells especially yummy at night (like many white flowers). I’m going to have a poetry reading, wine drinking, patio party this weekend so we can all drink in the essence of these lilies and each other by the light of the…
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Truth
I will speak my truth no matter the consequence. All those little lies I’ve told myself and others– all those strategies and coping mechanisms the little dances I’ve done –each one a little death killing a part of my spirit. For the sake of what? Safety? Ha! Security? Ha! Being liked or approved of? Ha!…
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Tantric Dance
I taste God in my lover’s mouth In the thrust of him I feel the force of creation In the release Our souls merge Divine Union
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Childhood Left Behind
“Left Behind” taken with a Nokia 3650 cameraphone I saw this child’s sock on this fence post on my walk today. My Spirit had been calling me to breathe in the fecundity of the Earth and I heeded the call. I went outside with my Teva sandals, a raincoat and no hood. I wanted to…
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Start Something
I downloaded keri smith’s “100 ideas” and started doing a few of the activities. One of them is to layer pages from a magazine, cut them into shapes and make a collage. I did this today during my art time with Gigi (my three year-old) and came up with this. Interestingly, I didn’t know what…
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