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Listening: A Way Of Gifting Your Own Heart With Undivided Attention.

The catalyst of rejection is life’s way of reminding you how other people are not always created to treat you better than you treat yourself. Instead, they help you practice treating yourself better by how lovingly you interact with them.

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Love Magick For The Hardened Priestess: A Binding Spell For The Betrayed Heart.

Priestess, the wound will not heal if it cannot breathe. Shed your armor and bind not the external threats: the younger woman, the jealous friend, the fragile man, or the bitter mother. No, bind not the ones who betrayed you. Instead, bind your own fear-ridden urge to protect your ...

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Baby, It’s Cold Outside.

When life demands reality, we surrender to a fairy tale others long to live. To soak up kisses along with bills, and memories with chores, to stop and stare and breathe. To inhale a moment with saturated make-believe. Droplets of stardust and snowflakes imprinting on a soul for life.

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The Very Near Death Of A Holy Heart And The Solitude of Knowing. {poetry}

I learned that this is what happens with hearts that need to be buried, and souls that have gotten too heavy and weary:

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The Stillness Of This Precious Night.

My deer have been here. I spy their tracks at the foot of the balcony. I missed them this evening. Oftentimes I catch them quietly by the edge of the porch, feeding from bushes full of berries and greens. When I see them, I toss gigantic organic green apples to them. They like it here with me.

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Let Us Dance, Naked. {poetry}

Let the mad onlookers point and stare, for they wish they were us, encumbered and enlightened, by this strange yet glorious existence, of human, spirit soul-speaking, ultimate.

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The Best New Year’s Kiss Of My Life‏.

I'm talking about the kiss I gave my own reflection, just minutes after 2016 came dancing in.

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A Holler From The Heart In 2016.

No more of how to do, become, or get happier in 2016. No more of let go of or incorporate this or that. I’m into the minimalist concept that is everything there ever was: self-love. I guess it is my list of one. May we indulge in it and saturate ourselves.

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The End… Of The Beginning.

And when I had expelled all of my prejudices, my disdain and my failures, I then sat up and heaved forth every needle pinch to skin and each bleed of my heart. When I opened my mouth, with head held back, as that of a woman, crazed, I wailed and then let out my breath and fell back, destroyed.

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A Letter Home: I Walk With You In My Heart.

But the current me notes the distance between the lovers’ voices, questions buried so deep down that rarely is another allowed to touch them, if ever. Do they really know each other? What are they really thinking at this moment?

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