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what's next: rebirth, positivity and cultivating joy
Life has been bringing a lot of grace lately. While I won’t officially be a college graduate until the fall, my work is all turned in and I walked in the ceremony a couple of weeks ago. This happened because I decided it was time to move forward. I made a last, big push and…
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lincoln park haiku
breeze blows in languid summer lying in sunlight leaves fall from Madrona tree
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cultural alanon [healing in spaciousness]
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…
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so much goodness
Thanksgiving Day early: falling snow delicious coffee meditation breakfast with my babies making a mini movie working out later: fabulous friends laughter and more laughter an abundance of food and wine meta practice for lovingkindness an oddly slotted quail new faces to love learning to crack walnuts with my hands Ripley’s Believe it or Not…
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the heart's seeds of fire
What sower strode across the earth, Which hands sowed The heart’s seeds of fire? Like rainbow’s bands they went out from his fists To the frozen ground, young earth, hot sand And there shall they sleep Greedy, and drink up our life And break it into pieces For the sake of a sunflower you don’t…
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death be my lover
Fallen by Delerium on Grooveshark Death, be my lover tonight caress me with your bony fingers tear out my heart. Death be my lover tonight kiss me with your vacant mouth touch my soul. Death be my lover tonight crack me open with your hollow embrace taste my innocence.
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