Patterns, like a bee covered in lemon balm only I can breathe Oh what an efficient means with which to see stuff. But patterns hide things, sometimes make you forget things that do not easily fit. I really wanted to write yet another blog about how ridiculous my current housing scenario is but I don’t … Continue reading I dance patterns
Ah, the sacred comfort zone that’s never really comfortable. Freedom is comfortable, but what is freedom anyways? It’s many things to many people but underneath and around the bend and through the river of life, the heart of the matter is that freedom is trust. To trust. To be trusted. And all the things that … Continue reading On Feeling, Episode Two
At the edge of the Universe there is nothing to see There is no you, no me A Cowboy’s perch long abandoned, A weaver’s web left open-ended No cross to bear Nothing that bares your soul for repeating I’ll wait there Throwing you a line A line With Great Fortitude that is mine I Am … Continue reading Alpha Fem
How blue is your true & how true is your blue? Where does the me that is me end so I can see the beginning of you? From which thread has this seam come instead which portion of magic which writer's pen... Have you erupted from you there what worlds do you bring to share … Continue reading Peaceful
Let’s see if we can unpack this a little bit to settle the confusion. Let’s fully embrace the spiritual lesson this moment in my life is offering to those who are trying to figure this spirituality, this holographic potential, this road to peace out. I realize some of my Divine Masculine counterparts felt some confusion. … Continue reading Remember This Face
And this I that I am, knows… discerns… sees… hears… the conversation with my Beloved that has been ongoing the entirety of this existence and most likely many more. No matter from which mouth it speaks, which animal, or wing, or whisper in the wind the melody is carried on.
Healing a traumatic distortion and memory... One of the more interesting aspects of this time is the ability to see the overlap, the beginning of the things we are currently ending. When these beginnings are noticed, we can delete, mute, rewrite, demagnetize, infuse with love so the memory (the imprint on the sacred field of … Continue reading The Angel of Light