Blindspots –

Blindspots are half-truths. They are fantasies. Self-centered desires that drive us. Into incidents and accidents. Knees deep into lessons. Harsh and eye-opening. How could I not see. This is your blindspot. Check it regularly. Advertisements

Dear Grandmother Spider –

what do you weave in your dream – a universe of light I see a web of stars twinkles suspended in your work of art scattered across your silky threads of life – it’s us yet not one is lost in this grandmother’s loving arms ♡ edk

This love –

there is love in nature it is constant and it is pure this love never ends this love always mends it speaks not a word but your spirit understands when your palms open wide up – into blue blue sky when your feet sense morning grass underneath their nakedness fresh cool green and you begin […]

All the love –

Hold on But not so tight You squeeze out precious life Miss those you love But not so much You miss it all Spreading far and wide Before your feet And your eyes Like the rising sun Like the grasses wild and free The birds and the trees, and all the stars Shining softly when […]

Who you are –

Be grateful for tough times, they show you who you are. If you don’t like what you see, now is your chance to project yourself differently. It might not happen immediately, don’t dismiss yourself so impatiently. Change takes time and many tries until the moment you become the light you know inside.

Happiness is . . .

Happiness is . . . energy Energy is life Do you know why children run Because they’re happy to be alive

Happiness is . . .

Shining your light Into that space Where it’s yet Cold and dark In your heart