sweet butterfly
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
This is my new favorite song. Something about it makes my heart ache and helps me to be more tender with myself.
Learning to be my own, sweet butterfly.
I gazed deeply into the heart of one so beautiful breathed in its fragrance held it so gently and wept as the petals scattered in the wind
the not-so-secret swing Originally uploaded by torontofotobug. There are times in life when I feel like I’m suspended by a chain, not sure where to go or what to do. I have so long been driven by the need to please others, so long pulled in the vortex of the needs of others… and now…….
My angels are busy sending me messages today. I’ts a rainy, Seattle day and we’re warm and cozy inside. I made a big bowl of popcorn and snuggled up on the couch to watch Blue’s Clues with my three year-old. On the show, they are having to wait until 2:00 for the “big surprise”. Steve…
The Old Ways Meet Silicon Valley Computerized drops of water play the drums in the courtyard at Cedar River Watershed Education Center in Washington State. Here’s a blurb from their website: “The Seattle Arts Commission, through the 1% for Art Fund, commissioned local artist, Dan Corson, to create art that highlights water in our environment….
my days of feeding the hungry ghosts are over the men (and sometimes women) who hover on the outside wanting to steal my soul and put my spirit–my light–in a gourd to drink from when they are empty or sad or lonely no more! yes i see your pain and sorrow and yes, you are…
I could not have known what love is if I had never felt this longing. Anything done to excess becomes boring except this overflow that moves toward you. ~Rumi