by Lesley | Feb 15, 2017 | Beloved, gratitude, Surrender |
In this desert where even the most sensuous kiss dries to a crisp where the greatest artwork, blows away in a dust devil, where even a tear drop sears to nothing in the relentless whirling of time, I call out to You. With a heart desiccated as that giant...
by Lesley | May 27, 2015 | consciousness, courage, Creativity, Devotion, eternity, gratitude, hiking, journey, Surrender |
The mind wants to know where we’re going what inn we’ll sleep in tonight. It wants to know what diner we will eat in and what’s on the menu too. But really we are gypsies we are Bedouins traveling the great distance each day a surprise oasis in the desert a...
