It’s not something you can pretend to do or be. It’s a practice. It’s a regimen. It’s falling, standing, dealing with emotional or spiritual invaders and the endless this-and-that of all this.
Tag: heart
Out from the dark
You liberate me
In the quiet corner of our hearts We come to remember our voice Where it is heard Without a sound Find comfort in me For…
When you love someone, do you require them to behave in a way you prefer, or would you rather they were their authentic self, warts and all?
As I scribble in the last few words that fit perfectly onto the last page of another notebook, numerous powerful energies infiltrate my body and spirit.