Feeling bathed in love. The sensation permeates my skin, arousing tingles of joy, of acceptance, that fire within; implosions of delight that erupt in smiles, laughter and delight bubbling over and outward to the world.



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Image two courtesy of niimo


Postmodern expression – love song (Tyler Kent White)


“I can’t say I know
the burdens you bear
the struggles you face
or the fights you have fought
in learning to love yourself

I do not have the answers
the solutions
or remedies
you may be searching for

but I do have something
and though it’s just one thing
I will give you all that I can

and through my kindness
I hope you will start to see
that you alone have always been
and you alone will always be
just that,
for everyone.
for everything.”
― Tyler Kent White


Words Tyler Kent White

image courtesy of chrysbbb on deviantART

Musical offering Max Richter ‘Embers’

Glad Heart

20140525-225131-82291545.jpgEveryday I wake and walk this intriguing earth I am filled with wonder and gratitude. Gratitude that I wake, that I breathe, that I dwell in a form with presence of mind, with senses to absorb and take part in the beauty of life. Yesterday I was grateful for the company of good, honest men and women. Some graced with the wisdom of age others an understanding of the treachery of commercialism seeking to live a life beyond the yoke of an empty, greedy god of coin. I had the opportunity to bury a hatchet that has long caused grievous wound to myself and the community I move in and celebrate with feasting, wine, laughter and dancing. Today, I am grateful for the wind, although cold now, that rushes through the hillside of trees, a great ocean current carrying leaves off to dance and play. I am grateful for the gift of words that I can draw pictures full of sensory flavour that others may taste of my sated gratitude. Living in this way brings great happiness to me and, I believe, those around my glad heart.

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Dance of the Day


My cup is drained. Sleep has embraced me already. Yet my thoughts ramble among the sun kissed trees, half dressed in amber layers, caressed by gentle breeze, their limbs give up their remaining garments to dance before carpeting the earth in rich litter. Lids close my view to conscious life, the leaves dance playing beneath them. A calming lull to dream.

Words by errant satiety image courtesy of WiciaQ on deviantART


Shake your hair loose and pluck the debris of the past free. Seek new memories, old remade, a future unseen. Reinvent your story. Call to the wild abandon within, sleeping, wake her, shake her alive. Dance, walk, stand, stamp your foot and speak out of turn. Tell yourself something true about yourself. Convince yourself it is real. Turn down that nasty voice in your head amplify the quiet one, the one that will give all your love away hold some greedily for yourself stay your giving heart for a moment to feel the pleasure for yourself. It’s more than ok to feel good. It’s damn fine. Untangle your snags. Let loose your beautiful hair. Don’t let anyone tell you there is not enough love in the world, there is, if only we would let it within.

I wrote this for a blogger friend some time ago it jumped out at me tonight so I thought I’d share it…

“My dear, in th…

“My dear, in the midst of hate, I found there was, within me, an invincible love. In the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile. In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm. I realized, through it all, that… In the midst of winter, I found that there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”

Albert Camus

Rosy Perfection


Emblazoned hue transforming the golden passing to passionate rush. Setting my hair aflame, as I walk barefoot across damp sand, breathing deep in quiet wonder. Still ocean accepts the skies tempestuous transformation echoing rippled mirror in return as the waves trickle forward. Filling the world with sound, light flaring in emboldened attempt to remain filling the blue with its rosy riot. Hush falls as the intensity wavers, violin string quivers beneath bow drawing the peak to finale. Brightest blue against autumnal red, gives way to inky purples spattered with white winking lights arriving slowly one by one. Mesmerised I find myself alone, all others have withdrawn. My feet, cold now, are washed sweetly by soft lapping waves, the tide has found me in its meander toward shore. Enchanted and content I head homeward across the dark shore.

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words and images by errant satiety

Today, simply today

Fullness in my heart, magic tingling across my skin. A blissful day today. Simple pleasures provide a rich joy in life, a joy that carries me through the longing. I can imagine a future where my dreams & goals will be achieved. Patience is a virtue … even when frustration threatens to drown my thoughts with emotion, or perhaps particularly then.