by Lesley | Oct 18, 2017 | Beloved, bliss, courage, health, karma, Relationships, Soul, Surrender |
My mate’s head, cheek and teeth sear with lightning pain. His voice grows pale, movements like taffy, a hunted look in his eyes. This man who lifts his loved ones off the ground in enthusiastic hugs now fragile as a dragonfly wing. Immediately my mind...
by Lesley | Jun 12, 2017 | courage, Dogs, Forgiveness, gratitude, Relationships |
The dog you rescued with a scar on her brow wags her tail and looks up at you, dark eyes shining mouth curved in a little smile. But that lonely road where you found her limping stays branded on her heart. In a tough moment, as she huddles in the...
by Lesley | Dec 20, 2016 | Beloved, bliss, courage, Creativity, Devotion, eternity, Forgiveness, journey, love, Relationships |
That hurt that stops you like a bear trap, metal teeth cutting to the bone is really but a raindrop on a hot rock. It sizzles and then evaporates. But the mind tells the story of pain and blood, and a cold winter storm until the hurt becomes a bomb dropped on...
by Lesley | Apr 6, 2016 | Beloved, bliss, books, consciousness, courage, Devotion, gratitude, hiking, journey, Relationships, Surrender, writing |
Dear Readers, The time has come. My new book is available on Amazon. I invite you to click here in order to read the first chapter, or simply get a copy of the book. Here’s what it’s about: High on a New Mexico mesa top in a tiny mud hut, Lesley King,...
by Lesley | Dec 9, 2015 | Beloved, consciousness, courage, Devotion, Forgiveness, gratitude, karma, Relationships, Surrender |
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...
by Lesley | Jul 29, 2015 | Beloved, bliss, Devotion, Forgiveness, love, Relationships, Surrender |
I hold Arjuna in my lap pry open her mouth. She jerks away and races around the house. “I will not hurt you,” I plead. “It is just medicine to make you well so you can dance in life’s joy.” So the Beloved whispers to me each day as that Power pries open...
