Tag Archives: water color and sumi-e ink

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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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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scared, just a little

  the opposite of Love is fear. fear blocks all learning. thus here we sit…in the uncomfortable space longing for Grace – and the return of curiosity. . Patience. Breathe. Shape your world with kindness.      

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