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Melt into Love

The temperature warms. The ice melts. So does the frozen heart in the presence of the Beloved.   Happy Holidays!

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Warrior Marks

We stand like that tree with lovers’ hearts, buddys’ brands and lone travelers’ musings, incised long ago now distorted into burnt wounds.   Their original meaning is lost in the sap and bark of ages and yet ready in any moment to bleed across our Now, obscuring all truth.   Only the Beloved can turn […]

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Love Hurricane

The tiniest flutter of your butterfly wing initiates a hurricane of Love.  

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Call Pain’s Bluff

What if I call pain’s bluff? What if I look it in the eye and say I am not afraid of you?   Do what you will. You are only pain. You cannot harm me, nor kill me.   For I am not this body with its pinches, burns and aches; the emotions with their […]

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Bless the Mischief Makers

Bless the mischief makers who bring us to our knees.   Whether boss, neighbor, mate, child or stranger, they hound trip bully and manipulate us.   They steal our money, energy and time.   But most of all the mischief makers force us to fly into the flame where we burn away those parts of us that they mirror.   Thus we live  in […]

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Freedom Disguised

Any challenge is really increased freedom dressed in a Halloween costume.   Sure it has the witch’s warts bat’s fangs and ghoul’s claws.   But really, under the wig and cape we find His Love coaxing, encouraging, pressing us on, pleading for us to surrender to give up the darkness of life’s graveyard, to release the […]

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Love Me

There once was a soul who loved her life so much she wanted to hold onto it.   The Beloved said, “Of course, whatever you want.”   And so she held tightly to her house with its white shutters her dog with his pleading brown eyes her work helping people and her parents who cherished […]

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Be

Be. . . neither for nor against just Love.

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What Do You Buy?

Your friend gives you money to buy coffee at the store. Do you buy chocolate for yourself? Do you head to the bar to invest in a shot of whiskey? No. You buy coffee for your friend.   So when the Beloved gives Its precious currency to buy a ticket Home on the Transuniversal Rocket […]

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Morning Song

The music of morning: chirp chirp, cluck wee wee slip slip yee yee yee woo wit woo wit.   A waning moon glows against pale rosy blue drip drip of dew breeze wraps like a cool cloak.   Thump, thump, thump… My heart plays the percussion of this love symphony amplifying It throughout the Cosmos.

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