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Thralling Wonder

I am a furious wonder of Divinity.A thralling leafRough noisy in Its wind. As much a wonder toDivinity's Knowing,As It, to meStill Silent in Its cells.

I will share this blame with you <3

#whowillsharethisblamewithme ? #Iwillsharethisblamewithyou ! TLDR: I think we might be a powerful and fast learning society - if whenever we saw someone hold a 'failing' - we automatically reflected on the ways that we all contribute to that something happening... Continue Reading →

Locus of Love

What is true is, that when the love I am resides with me and my experience regardless of any external perspective as to whether it should, I am free, soft, powerful, grateful, creative.
And when I witness you, I am filled with more love. it is not something I can give to you, no matter if you try to earn it in anyway, it stays in me and I am grateful to the depths of my existence to experience it.

Too much

I am too much.Today is too much.I have spent too much timeOn a project now abandoned,Too much moneyOn a project now struggling.Giving too much credenceTo the sense I am failing.Too much embarrassmentAt violent emotions,The rage and profanity Internal tornado.Too self... Continue Reading →

Dragonfly

I took a brief time today to finish off a study that I think I started back in 2015!. I was learning about dragonflies in order to plan a Dress in Dragonflies body paint. You can check out the photo... Continue Reading →

Fall, Fall, Fall

Yesterday I witnessed Peace And experienced jealousy. Peace that can, and does Swallow all things into silence. Peace that is everything and Re-presences to itself. Peace under all Love The ground of All. We are Here. So close to The... Continue Reading →

Golden Field

Universe. Energy. Life.¬†Golden¬†Field.   Flow of Energy Flow of Information Field of Love   The only thing existing and traveling is Love and all its relationships. Form is a structure Love takes in a moment of relationship.   Everything is... Continue Reading →

Formed Chords

Intention and I square in darkness Feeling for edges and flow. Stalking. Ribs caged at each other. Wisps of our purpose entwine. Tentative forecasts for anchor. Filaments form golden ropes, Pulling rib caverns to future; Luminous, balanced, and taught.

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