Difference holds Substance in The quaint pulling Apart of Two hearts Thread Through The skin Above Muscle Pumping into Existence The hope of Life Weaving Over and Over Again The Memory of Love The truth of Palpable Tasting Lust in… Read More »The Thread
The day Does not end In darkness Nor night Bleed out In color The forest Does not end In a field Of flowers And the ocean Doesn’t turn To sand We Do not heed To death Nor life To an… Read More »And yet…
Love is not a word Nor action Words have Double Meanings and Can be said Through Any mouth And actors Perform With Practice The actions of Love to Fool An audience Wanting to Be moved by Make believe Romance so… Read More »The Greatest Need
There is Nothing in My heart Driving Me but Love. Love is My fuel My fire My greatest Strength to Weakness When I Let doubt Rule Me like A monarch Destined to Break My heart Just to Prove I am… Read More »Love is Life
Now’s the time to abandon I’ll try for I’ll do! The idea for this new weekly post came about from a conversation I had today with my mother. With out getting into all the laboring details of the conversation, she… Read More »Abandon I’ll try for I’ll do!
“You are here to serve others, to be a light for them, to participate in their lessons and to help heal humanity. You are also here to serve yourself, to heal your karma, to enable your soul’s growth and reconnect… Read More »Please Remember to Practice Random Acts of Kindness Every Day!
We are the beginning of peace and the end of conflict We create conflict where conflict doesn’t naturally exists. The universe is never in conflict with itself. Conflict, all conflict, derives from our refusal to see, listen and from a… Read More »Learning to Live as the Universal One
Every day we Should strive to Shower our Hopes and Dreams with Words that Resonate The glistening Promise of Tomorrow Rising through The dark of Doubt until They Break Through Above The clouds of Fear The words Become Letters and… Read More »I Am Word-less
I rather go Hungry being Out in Nature than To fill My belly with Four walls and Florescent lights I rather dig into The earth with Hands to Work for My supper than Wrap it in Plastic and Nuke it… Read More »Welcome Back
Read without pictures The Song of Humanity (we’ve been here before) I’ve been here before Over a decade ago I stood in Lower Manhattan at The source of Pain and Confusion and Suffering and Despair and From it We fell… Read More »The Song of Humanity (we’ve been here before)