Alive and Ever Changing...
Am ‘I’ confined to walk this path... Or can ‘I’ really break free? Of everything ‘I’ thinks... That ‘I’ considers ‘me’? So much passion this ‘I’ swims in... ‘I’ feel it will explode... Then ‘I’... More »
Am ‘I’ confined to walk this path... Or can ‘I’ really break free? Of everything ‘I’ thinks... That ‘I’ considers ‘me’? So much passion this ‘I’ swims in... ‘I’ feel it will explode... Then ‘I’... More »
Awaken joy within you... Gentle as the snow... Feel it in your senses... Out of your Being flow... Notice how your finger tips... Tingle with it’s fire ... A very sensuous feeling... Without distinct desire...... More »
Binding through Identity... Scientific knowledge only offers knowledge about a world that has been given. It never questions the self that stands in the center of knowing and claims this knowledge for itself. By taking... More »
The dancing of times aliveness... In infinite wide open space... Embracing, caressing, precious form... Knowing dancing itself in grace... Walk with me thru the past in presence... Touching myriad layers of Time... The knowing held... More »
Notice how you react... When your beliefs are under attack... Something you hold sacred and true... Shot full of holes...what else can you do??? You attack the attacker...putting them down... Making them feel unwanted... More »
I have reclaimed my right to think... I’m grateful for my brain... I use to try and run away... From thoughts driving insane... My conditioned world view... It all fell apart... Now compassion thinks with... More »
No matter what my beliefs, or lack thereof, it seems I cannot get away from the Queen and her kingdom of infinite I’s...but then again...there is the dancing...in the wonder-full world of Alice in Wonderland...watch... More »
From the moment being opens to the joy of knowing love... It dances freely in-between a time that never was... A space that now is infinitely timeless ever new... Creating magically a thread connecting what... More »
mingled perception, like bodily fluids, transcending the boundaries it frames, tracing ever backwards, to time never was, including all that it became... giving itself limits through knowing it had, long before it knew it was...... More »
Once upon a time, a little pink rose was growing in a secluded area of Sophia’s garden. She was so lonesome. Hardly any of the butterflies frequented the area; even the pestie little bugs did... More »