Monthly Archives: May 2015

The velocity of time slowed. {poetry}

I stood next to the window and leaned against space time drifting above the trees cresting with the waves of sunlight. The salmon pink petals of poppies were my wings. A clematis vine tethered me securely from touching the sun’s … Continue reading

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She swallowed the key. {poetry}

“What are you thinking?” She gazed deeply into the iris of his soul and silently queried her understandings. “Love fades or maybe it never was. Truth stings when lies unfold. Silence can heal or withhold. Words ache when unheard. Passion … Continue reading

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I honor the deep crimson hearts of blue.

If I could pick a color to represent today, it would be the deepest ocean sapphire to the farthest shade of greyish blue. I honor the walk of souls who’ve died. I respect those still alive but trapped in recollections; … Continue reading

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Quiet spaces.

some times the quietest spaces hold the deepest wisdom softest kindness, I have ever known.

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The fire of our soul.

If I could sing you a lullaby, I would. If I could hold your hand and stay with you while the world kept spinning, I would. If I could give you a hug and nothing more, I would. If I … Continue reading

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When insights give my soul a deep hug.

Those teeny-tiny moments of insights, often give my soul the deep, deep hugs she needs. My intentions were to go off-line for several days and although I didn’t go 100% offline (I’m working on it), I did discover a few tidbits … Continue reading

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Follow your heart.

Yesterday, I shared a rant. I was feisty, grumpy and frustrated. I was also sifting through layers of feelings. My anger became the fuel to help me to see. Transitions are difficult. Life is difficult, especially while on the cutting edge … Continue reading

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