Category Archives: The Now

The daily day-to-day or the nightly night-to-night

sunshine and light

The cat seeks the sunny spot. She sits in the light. simple. the Light is everywhere. go sit in it.

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gifts from strangers

the door opened and it was as if three kings baring gifts had suddenly appeared, if gold was cheese. the door opened and it was as if Love had descended into their world again, if love was a dog.   … Continue reading

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hidden joys

The bottle brush in bloom beckons… yes, fireworks are still making the occasional rattle and spark – but nothing compares to the red explosions at the end of each branch. Hummingbirds and bees dash in for sips, Little lizards eat … Continue reading

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Ready?

Are you prepared for Peace? Are you prepared for Love? . while fireworks filled with false thunder explode instead of bombs and celebrations sparkle in the heavens, the sentinel stands ready for Love. . why do we think we need … Continue reading

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Freedom

some think freedom is being able fly, and so they symbolize it with birds – but i think freedom is being able to love, no symbols needed only actions. .  Liberating Freedom is knowing You are Loved.    

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freedom to play

She rolled on her back, reaching for all the sunshine she could gather in her outstretched paws. Joy shimmered from her fur like a Fourth of July sparkler. Independence without true Freedom is still tyranny.  

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transformations

today i exploded all over my everyone. i found myself outside trying to collect the bits and pieces of me that were still clinging to the corners of my cheeks,  wondering if collecting myself is also a form of hoarding…. … Continue reading

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High and Dry

the thunder spoke and the rain fell. but inside all was well.

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unexpected guests

i painted a window to hold the golden dreams of a sunlit day… but before i could fill the window with splashes of bright, a giant bug walked across my journal… . and then one flew into my hair, and … Continue reading

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frog in rain

the rain is now a drizzle, and i feel like i am under siege from a thousand tiny vampires – i say my prayers and in that space of grace, . a toad eats a mosquito. . i wonder… is … Continue reading

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