i met a manwhose hand i held and maybei shouldn’t have say yes. say yes anyway it is more than skins can holdhis tending for my small bodylove is such a silent giant thinghe’s so blood close. week old roseswatch the floor of our clothesmy morning looks...
Dear reader, This is part of my series on fairytales where I discuss the esoteric symbology and layers of wisdom found in famous tales, lore and myth, and how it all relates to our current times and the evolution of our consciousness. Previous posts in these series...
“You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.” – Ernest Hemingway Fate meets us, but what unites us is our mutual, conscious choice to connect intimately. Suspended in our vulnerable moments of truth, we reveal our selves and admit that within the homes...
What you seek is seeking you ~ Rumi We’ve never had it. At least not yet. That thing that deeply possessed our soul and pulls us as secret invisible threads, known only by our heart. We’ve had glipmses of it, hints of it, of the almost but not it, of the...
What happens when two worlds touch one another? They kiss. And we find that love is not only felt in the hearts, it is known by the hands also. The narratives of the animal bride or bridegroom are present in almost every culture; in fact, this particular story element...
