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Stirring the Instincts

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I  must have dozed off  while birds were singing .  Sweet and lively  sounds acting like a

serenade  .  Their stories filled the air  and comforted me into sleep .

Awakened by rustling as the winds began blowing . Stronger and stronger they grew

and stirring up the instincts as they do .   Memories from all the storms that have come  and

then have gone .

Then there is quiet and there is calm .

I do choose a beautiful , wild road and in between …. a bit of rest .

 

With Out a Promise

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The heart still sings  ,

The mind continues to  seek

with out a promise of a warm bed .

And the lovingly prepared  meal is missing

while the presence  of the feeling of a heaven is absent …

And still the Soul grows with  faith and with the song of laughter .

 

 

Move Outside of Your Circle

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Move Outside of Your Circle

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Today I heard of a man who has studied our habit of living within a set circle .  Many of us rarely

venturing beyond the circle on our own .  Instantly , it spoke to my heart .  I was suddenly

excited to hear more .

Is  the inclination to push  past my own boundaries a thread  in my genetics ?  Some may say it’s

a flaw in personality  . Restelessness  of foolishness  .

I say it’s joy !

Wanderings   spontaneous or planned ,   close to home or far away ,  brighten the heart’s  way .

This man  that I heard today , he found his way to experience life outside of his circle .

Hooray !

The Love Letter Continues

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I thank God that this work , this passion , this challenge is a never ending thread .

Incorporating  spirit with the practicalities  of living .  It anchors me to the earth and to  the

infinite power

of love.

It guides me to live in this moment while releasing me to explore the unknown .

 

The Rawness and The Love

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The rawness exposed rising up from my soul .

Shuddering in it’s innocence and slightly sweet in it’s song .

Dares to be a melody and not a lullaby .

And a glimpse of raggedy edges does not frighten  me .

They have been seen before .

The longing for smoothness may appear along with gentleness in your glimpses  .

There is nothing to fear .

In a moment , when a breeze becomes more , I choose to run along beside it .

Almost wanting to close my eyes  and only to feel …

the delight and the laughter

and then I am free .

When the Spirit is Free