Ribbons dusted, Rise anew Portents, portals, Nails that grew. Searching, intuit Thoughts and stares Running fingers, Stinging glares. Walk the footsteps, One by one See the grains of Salt & Sun. I see in you The ocean blue Let's dive into The One we knew.
In small moments when my daughter wants to sit with me, on my lap, and is not content unless her hand is touching my neck, collarbone, hands or heart - this is when I fully realize and remember why we're here. What we're meant to do. What we've been looking for. Connecting with others, ourselves, …
Is the only way we know our world through relationships? Is this how we “know” anything? In light of the Paris attacks, I am reeling. Not just because of my mushy love of the French language and culture, not just in reaction to the use of blatant violence, and not over the seething hatred that …
Does God consciously make decisions or pull the strings? I think it's more of an interaction. As we engage with God and life, this relationship produces actions and reactions, sometimes good, sometimes bad. Depends on the type of engagement. An intelligent source that needs agents and directors to produce and create. An intelligent source that …
Searching for the light Bright Reaching to the night Sight Trees above me sway Stray Roots below me pray Stay Always on the run This ‘mind’ To be together Of like Kind.
Starting this blog was putting myself out there in a big way, and while part of me was exhilarated, the other half was screaming to pump the brakes. But I made the decision, ignored the introverted and fearful part of my brain and jumped into the pool, arms open, into the deep. I have no …
I always try to take everything in with a grain of salt. I don't like defining anything or jumping to conclusions, especially moral conclusions, and in that way I feel that I am somewhat of a rare bird among the populace. What I've inferred in my life is that we, as humans, feel most comforted …
Do we really create our own reality? Or is it really a 'co-creation' that we believe we have ultimate power over? I wholeheartedly believe that we, as individual conscious agents, have a hand in creating - imprinting - our own realities and experiences. I think I always have. Like a small kernel of thought that lay dormant …
Croaking traps and barbed wires Await us underfoot Yet we open the heart And authentically call Revealing the cause at the root. Unlock the cave of desires Abreast of the morning light Speed into focus, Along with the Self Into a glorious sight. We seek the things unseen Experienced from inside Yet they are locked …
The word "enemy" has been surfacing a lot for me lately, especially in our political climate and upcoming election. Does the word serve us any good, or does it place walls between us and other people/concepts that we apply it to? Not sure, but Mel's entry puts it into perspective.
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