Summer’s End. {poetry}
The dragonflies are either fat or pregnant tonight,
or maybe like me,
they’ve stuffed themselves on every summer sparkle
and now they’re drunken...
Browsing Tag:
river
Stories from Stones. {poetry}
Each star gathers one of her stories
and burns through the sorrow of its soul
until each one turns its head
and sings a song of forgiveness.
Yuba River. {poetry}
The Yuba river in northern CA held me and turned me in the white water of her hands one weekend when I didn’t think I could ever open myself again.
To Feel Alive, Be a Flowing River.
If we only want what we regarded as good and reject, resist or spiritually bypass the rest, we would eventually feel nothing but numb and disconnected.
Once You Have Run Enough, You Will Know When to Stay.
But if you cannot stay, hold yourself in the bright light of the good gods, hold yourself for a moment in a feeling of unrelenting union.
Baptism of Shakti: Light and Dark Rivers.
You could say Shakti is the essence of vibrant health, feeling good in your own skin, and feeling that your life has meaning and value.
Your Creative Force: How To Make The River Rage.
Remember the only rule: that there really are no rules. Freedom is uncertainty. Freedom is the questions. Freedom is the open road, all exits yours for the taking, as you whirl on by them toward the abyss, your trail of fire blazing.
Live like a Mighty River: Ted Hughes’ Advice to His Son.
Everybody tries to protect this vulnerable two three four five six seven eight year old inside, and to acquire skills and aptitudes for dealing with the situations that threaten to overwhelm it.