Wealth

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‘Men must endure. Their going hence, even as their coming hither: ripeness is all.’ King Lear, Shakespeare (1604-ish)

Glorious riches abound within. The uniqueness of our destiny is held only within each of us. Unlocking ourselves with the key of ripeness, opening our mind and hearts we become flushed with wealth.

The eyes in the mirror know who you really are. No other being on this blessed earth may ever truly know you the way you yourself can, look deep into your own eyes and tell them daily that you love them, that you are ready to flourish and ripen. Do not leave yourself outside your own life, greet yourself heartily invite yourself in to partake of the feast.

Magical things happen when we become one with ourselves. When we become ready.

‘Come you lost Atoms to your Centre draw, and be the Eternal Mirror that you saw:
Rays that have wandered into Darkness wide return, and back into your Sun subside.’

The Conference of the Birds
Fariduddin Attar (1177)

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Reflections

Childhood experiences…

If you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself; get a better mirror, look a little closer, stare a little longer… you have to believe they were wrong…

Live and love with a full heart and be better than those that taunted you in the past. You know you were always destined to be who you are becoming….

Thin Words

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I seek an honesty that most fear

Open your soul to the light

Dark moon rises flanked by

Indigo clouds flush with the hidden

Show me your sunlit darkness

Diluted words will not satisfy

 

What do you crave?

What can you tell no one else?

Confessional, such a Christian ideal

Yet I will absolve you

Can you feel the depth of my truth?

Together we will become

 

If we lived in another time

I would fight side by side with you

Shield to sword, sword to shield

I would give my life for you

If you spoke your truth with me

Loyalty lasts as long as integrity

 

If we lived in another time

I would love you vigorously

Nights of impassioned embrace

Lush with the possibility of life

So long as you spoke your truth

Love is the light of integrity

 

If we lived in another time

You would call me wife

Challenging false integrity

Empowering those belittled

Potent force facing darkness

With love and integrity of steel

 

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Dominance and submission – “All Of Me” – John Legend – #ASMSG

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A lovely post from Maggie Carpenter, just perfectly beautiful…

Originally posted on MaggieCarpenterdotcom:

My head’s under water
But I’m breathing fine
You’re crazy and I’m out of my mind

‘Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I’ll give my all to you
You’re my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I’m winning
‘Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh

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all

To love so utterly.

so completely,

so freely.

To drop the facade,

to be exactly who you are,

in trust and in sure safety.

To surrender to another,

in blissful serenity.

To expose yourself to his gaze,

 and in your flaws you are flawless.

To close your eyes,

and gasp at his touch,

his whispered, silent touch.

To strain against his ropes,

hoping the knots won’t give,

to struggle against his grasp,

not wanting to win.

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Storms Fury

With a final long rumble of thundering skies the sun has returned to the sky, a sea of droplets upon the world become prisms, star bursts in daylight. After several days the storm has passed; stillness falls upon the world as the living creatures emerge blinking in the dazzling sunlight to see the changed world.

What has changed within me? The storms passing leaves me frustrated. All that rain and opportunity to be inside crafting words I have not been able to, a forced silence that irritates my soul. Issues to solve that have been impossible and remain so. But now finally I sit in the sun with manuscript in hand to begin again.

Forgive my absence here but I will return, momentarily with a sated soul, for now I immerse in my written world.

Shimmer of Becoming

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As I bloom, petals of doubt shed. Deliberately, I find clarity as wholeness becomes me. I shimmer, tiny fragments like pollen lift from my soul as I become lighter, vital, alive. Past views washed by loving rain focuses on new truth. My pages erased to become a new masterpiece day after day after day. Sigh of love emanates and the world around me shimmers with joy.

Words errant satiety image ‘Talinger Bay’ Marcus McAdams