Sore places core places enclosed in warmth softness tired blissed lassitude. It’s been so much A channel to open for you, for me for the blessings of the Gods to flow through It is only in contracting that the flow scrapes you raw It is only in fear That we close In love and trust […]
Sunday January 19th, 2015 I turned my head and there was a flower staring right at me. open red face floating close to mine, heart nakedly exposed in a nest of green. It hangs suspended no visible support. What does it mean? It means you are not alone, that passion and purpose and intimacy are
A circuit between us miracle Milagro Mila flowing without thought in the open spaces may we both feel that again, love, in the space between may love fall again. 2 I didn’t know how to grieve but I walk into the centre and back out. I don’t know how to breathe but my belly expands.
In this moment In the intimacy of this moment alone with my breath the cold places the warm places blood moves in my neck pulses in my arms in this moment pressed up against myself like a lover in awkward intimacy there is no place for unworthiness. Can you look yourself in the eye flesh