BG harvest moon reflection no time to rest it is the harvest time to gather one’s strengths ambitions & desires let go of weakness frailties & failings time to plow ahead all is right for the pickings this harvest moon
BG do so – Super Moon if you need to scream do so if you need to shriek do so if you need to squeal do so if you need to weep do so sensitivities ride high feeling on edge
BG i challenge you dig into your pocket into your wallet into you heart into your soul no is not the answer be proud of who you are be proud that you can help be proud don’t
BG in lost hope in lost hope one finds their way when the pounding of the heart drowns out all sound when searching stops for what is sought is within reach when days stay for they are no longer wished away when
BG in gratitude one grows (a mantra) it is in the tallying of strengths one embraces fragility it is in the embracing of awareness one knowingly stumbles it is in the seeking of knowledge one discerns less it is in the passion of love
BG larger than life there is the vastness in the smallest of breaths a lung filling felt in effortlessness there is an immensity in the spectrum of white a colorless clarity seen behind closed eyes there is an enormity in the minimum of each day stretch
