Monthly Archives: July 2016

My Soul’s Democracy.

How can I explain this intense sensation of humankind’s fraught frame fighting with shadows? The ache invades my heart. My skin quickens to flames and my thoughts turn to ashes. I disrobe into sea’s tears and ask trees to be … Continue reading

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Unveiling our uniqueness.

When we enter the center of our holy zero, the circle of silence and the ability to feel our healings – it is exquisite and humbling. It is terrifying and astounding. There’s no turning back. What doesn’t seem like progress … Continue reading

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Soul of our truth

Everything is connected by petals of starlight sourced waters of feral deep and landscaped … imprints of sentient fields It is cyclical as we evolve through intimate expansions of psyche to hear when quiet heals the open litmus of our … Continue reading

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Flight’s love.

For just a few… let’s breathe and touch wordless cool through similar veins of hands bowed dropping our guard fears softened tender seeing how vulnerable creates a shadow of courage let’s respect swollen vented hurts just for a few… let’s … Continue reading

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Memories can bend new

Maybe it’s the way sunlight sways on curve of laced web maybe it’s how daydreams blend with layered sound of green canopy or how sky is an accepting window of clear blue tempting endless maybe this moment which has now … Continue reading

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Clarifying Circle of Soul

Our life is a clarifying circle where complexities intersect into spaciousness as we learn to navigate and express the mandala of our soul’s speak.  

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Whale moans comfort me

I’m caught between eggplant stained hollyhocks and heavily scented phlox. I’m stuck between left and right and skirt around sun middle daisies. Answers evaporate just on the edges of spinning grass blades. Something deadly — it is a pressure point of … Continue reading

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