I forgive myself for all perceived mistakes, for all things I fear I have done wrong, for all things I fear I may do wrong again.
Read MoreThe tingling in my left arm above the elbow and below my shoulder revealed itself as a red fox trying to “out fox” the grief I had been speaking with.
Read MoreIt takes brave people to bring change.
Read MoreFear is being removed from my heart, mind, body, and soul, as the sun removes the darkness at daybreak.
Read MoreAllow my grief to provide its full potential in expanding my creative revolution. Allow my grief to explode the resistance inside of me which keeps creativity and adventure at bay.
Read MoreWhere does all this come from? Where does the moon come from? Where does love come from?
Read MoreI am sitting / under my oak tree, / alone / with the Holiness. / Tree buds, lightest of green and / just fancying to open, / do not keep the sun / from my face.
Read MoreFly free, fly free! Watch the eagle above us, free on the side of the big mountain! He left behind all his worldly woes, he knows it’s his destiny.
Read MoreBounding across the fields, light fills her hair, dew on her socks, the birds comment. How can it be so full? Even when all is yet unknown?
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