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Pathway

silver strands crossed the path. ephemera shimmering in the light trapped me. the butterfly glided effortlessly between gossamer threads And showed me the way.

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The spider drops down beside Her, (No Miss Muffet am I) Dangling there from her hair She watches , Hoping not to get bit. As the lawn fills with crows. Who knows what any of these means? A zebra long … Continue reading

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Goo

All day today the garden was filled with encouragement. No one really talks to you about the time in between caterpillar and butterfly … Cocooned. Sounds nice, safe, even cozy. In reality, You are goo. And that is ok. Patience. … Continue reading

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Lean

Listening to stories of transformation, Identifying with the caterpillar dissolving into goo, Longing for chrysalis so no one has to watch…. wondering if I even want wings…. And then I i hear “imaginal cells” start to communicate and create The … Continue reading

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Presence/Presents

The dew was still on the leaves, And Into my sight You flew. The gifts of transformation are all around us, always. Receive them with Grace.

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A day

It was as if a petal had simply released itself from the bloom, And fluttered away. on a stick, from a tree, now dead, The resurrection ferns sprang to life after the rain, Revealing bright green hope. And the mountain … Continue reading

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Opening 

We mustn’t forget, even on the cloudiest of days, We are meant to bloom, To transform, To fly. And in our remembering we can see the truth of the present moments… The edges of sunlight around the clouds, The full … Continue reading

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