This is not the vulnerability that exists because others have trodden on you. This is not the vulnerability used to gain others approval, or to belong in the crowd. This is not the vulnerability that costs you, in fact, anything. For this is the vulnerability of exquisiteness. A place of deciding to be what others...
Out there, in the future, now coming close, the times we can barely conceive of such amazing times. Please come with me now let the picture quietly arrive to you. All things in the present, quietly fading going dimmer and dimmer, going down. As quickly as that of the present dissolves in front of you...
If you stop to consider for a while, may a delightful smile begin to build, when thinking how abundant we have become together. So much the potential in abundance indeed we have. For our home, in spite of our best efforts to destroy, continues to provide abundance where we have demanded it be so. Nearly...
Somewhere between deep sleep, safe warm in bed, pillow perfect, soft so perfectly soft. Take a moment to feel it, please do. A smile arrives slowly, slowly as I drift back in the real coming day before me. See each day in this place indescribably different it is to now, you see. Look clear. Life...
Well in truth it will be the same again. Excitement and Fun and enjoyment Nature all around us, abundantly returned and healed itself of all the damage we have dished out. For the only thing in focus in the now of those days, is how to Live better and with each other and our home....
This world, so crammed full it is. The hustle, the rush, the volume of the media spewing in drowning those around. Yet balance seems forgotten so long long ago. ‘‘this really needs to be discussed” ‘‘the Internet goes crazy” ‘‘you must read this” ‘‘a must see” ‘‘This is a huge story and many people are...
May my footsteps be light, leaving a print that is gentle and kind, but with purpose also. May I have understood what it is to have lived humbly upon my home. Focused in each moment to move deliberately, yet with Grace. When the step landed just right, the print was where and when it was...
Life, there can never be a middle path. For as much as we might try to avoid, “experience” still comes close. Sometimes the highs so high that for a period, even breathing difficult, in the most delightful way. Those that dwarf even the highest. Those that, when looking back, stand with so, so much depth,...
