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Sending Love
Every now and then a wave washes over me. It tells me: send love. To whoever, wherever, however: just send it. And so here I am, sending love. To whoever, wherever. Because even if I don’t know you, I know… Continue reading
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Romeo and Juliet
The kids and I have just had lunch and I’m lazing about on the couch, enjoying the most beautiful warm Sun. I thought I might write a blog post. So here I am, telling you about how I was thinking… Continue reading
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Lonely Soul
I choose a day of wonder of shine of love. I choose a day beyond the never ending notion that I belong at the heals of another. I choose myself, now. I choose the people who care for my heart… Continue reading
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Bread-loaf
I see, now, that my truth will never be yours. And your truth will never be mine, because we are two seperate grains in the bread-loaf of life. But we are the same in some ways. We are both the… Continue reading
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Fly Free
Fly free, sweet bird, from the spiral mind that cages and twirls you. You are beautiful always. How funny that you sometimes forget. Continue reading
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Free
Have you ever stood in an angry ocean and fought to keep your balance? Have you ever been out walking in a gale and desperately tried to continue walking in a straight line? Have you ever mowed the lawn and… Continue reading
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Held
Tonight I miss my childhood. I miss the way my Nan dipped onto to her knees and told me how precious I was to her. With her entire body, especially her eyes. I miss the way my Mum held me… Continue reading
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Love
Melt me in an ache so sweet, until my body craves the unspoken moments of you. Lift me into an orange sky at river time. Keep me in arms that hold me without bars. Feel forever ending beside me, within… Continue reading
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The Cupboard Of Me
In the cupboard of me you will find a heart that is love, a mind that is scattered, a wind that is soft and warm, a day that will never end. In the cupboard of me you will find ingredients… Continue reading
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Dear Heart
Dear heart, thank you. For singing to me the beauty of my soul. And having me believe every sweet sound of it. Continue reading
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