a night bird flies through the cold asking you to ponder and think whooo whooo whooo are you search your heart search your soul a night bird perches in the cold asking you to contemplate and
This Thanksgiving this year fill your plate with gratitude it doesn’t matter what faith you are let’s say a prayer of thanks receiving is easy but it’s the giving that blesses us seeking to help rather than complain giving support rather
our private pond you are invited to sit with we by our private pond a place where we gather as one shedding sorrows detaching from distress undressing unwanted recollections in an effort to find calm tears may drench our cheeks
28 day New Moon Mantra i can see in the dark you can not i can see what lies ahead you can not take this bird’s advice or not beware this new moon is electrically charged trying to create havoc to your core bursts of anxiety, impatience, and impulsiveness causing the
listen listen but do not follow your path is not the same as mine though they intertwine we may see the same tree yet view it quite differently the hues attached to your mood find solace in your soul
her own prison no one held the key no one had locked the door she felt helpless powerless vulnerable bolted within the walls imaginary barriers built over years unable to undress the obstacles while feigning happiness in a psychologist session disgruntled content unable to process
