Monthly Archives: February 2016

Sacred sound of moonlight.

I walked with the moon tonight. Few words were spoken. It was a subtle knowing. A blink and a nod curled around wisps at the edge of night. It was the sacred sound of, please rest.   Advertisements

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I took my words for a stroll.

I had to take my words for a stroll today. Out of my mouth and along a river’s edge. We gathered under the tallest of trees. Robins and Meadowlarks sang Celtic songs and dragonflies danced along. We walked away from … Continue reading

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Our world is ruptured.

I retreated to my tiny garden yesterday to listen to the earth and to her unfurling. I raked and trimmed. I felt my mind go quiet behind the daffodils. Earth’s musty smell of brown and gray and green commingled freely. … Continue reading

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This Rose.

I’ve been growing roses for decades. Nothing fancy. Usually the castoff from someone else’s tired garden or the clearance section or someone claims, “This rose is dead. Do you want it?” It’s not dead. It’s alive and well yet presently … Continue reading

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Aging is creative beauty.

Fractions feel better as a decimal. Conflicts can’t be avoided. Songbirds accent morning. Quiet is a luxury. Excited and worry have a similar vibration. Anger isn’t wrong. Less is so much more. Laughter relaxes and sadness melts. Kindness is strength. … Continue reading

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Rain

Rain tapped on the window today with such tenderness, I felt loved. It spoke in the drizzle of each leaf and wrapped its spirit over the trees. I befriended Rain’s chorus with each keystroke. I introduced Rain to my other … Continue reading

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Intimacy: A dance of souls.

Sexual intimacy is a deep connection.  It is a dance of soul upon soul. It stirs in me a discord that awakes me as night bridges dawn. My dreams copulate what my body needs to express. The blend of two … Continue reading

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