A lock and keys without a cabinet.
Because the immensity of our future
the ripening We, as Blessing, will not be contained,
nor hoarded and locked away.
Honor this.
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The way a heart beats
attempting to say It ~ this Joy.
one breath
two breath
three breath
... four.
A wholeness begins.
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Yes, never forget
you are always writing with light; drawing painting dancing
with light. Heart light; mind light; love's
webbings, (de-light) eternal Light.
All your life ... think of the skeins of light you've left--
shaped of your breath, your hands.
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(A hammock for your dreams tonight.)
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Peace to All who Enter here
and Deep blessings; Happy Holidays to you, too.
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I am going on blog break a bit. I shut down tv since mid July, and want to try internet too; its a busy perfect time, excepting few things I have to do online and email. It will be hard, and I may peek like a child looking at things under the tree... :)
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In three weeks it will be Christmas Eve, and most of us will have lit or will light candles (many) for our celebrations during these weeks--lights on trees, in sacred circles for Solstice, on candelabras... in jars, fireplaces, in someone's eyes. With family, memories rising up ... yes,
All across the world, light and Peace.
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Ps... because my sister says i should: Aaron Neville: The Christmas song & silent night (every night is holy, no matter your belief) and the full album here.
Thank you all for sharing thoughts and feelings.
It is an amazing gift to receive you.
* (a snowflake of pure white)














