“WE ALREADY HAVE everything we need. There is no need for self-improvement. All these trips that we lay on ourselves—the heavy-duty fearing that we’re bad and hoping that we’re good, the identities that we so dearly cling to, the rage, the jealousy and the addictions of all kinds—never touch our basic wealth. They are like clouds that temporarily block the sun. But all the time our warmth and brilliance are right here. This is who we really are. We are one blink of an eye away from being fully awake.”
― Pema Chödrön
The clouds jutted upward like mountains from the flatland rolling at the horizon in shades of lavender, smokey-blue, and silver- white. Birches huddled together like naked ladies in the wind.
Gaea adorned herself in a soft-blue gown of billowing chiffon for the dance of new beginnings. Gifting mortals who have the power to look deeply with a glimpse of clarity.
The sun kissed her face of many colours. Nourishing her wounds and scars as well as her abundant bounty.
It is in her nature to be fiercely harsh and even destructive, yet she is also known to shield and nurture all of life. Thus, she weaves magic under hard, crusted furrows touched by winter’s frosty tears.
Today I reach inside where there is an ache of fear and joining hands we begin to dance to nervous vibrations toward the outer recesses of my soul. There I let go into the emptiness. There I dwell in emptiness. … Continue reading →
Sleep my little baby-oh Sleep until you waken When you wake, you’ll see the world If I’m not mistaken… Kiss a lover Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure… Face your life Its pain, Its pleasure, Leave no … Continue reading →
Group: Ok Go
Skyscrapers please forgive me
I didn’t mean a word I said
Skyscrapers I was just tangled up in my own head
And somehow in all the madness
I thought that I was seeing straight
It ain’t always pretty but it seemed there was no other way
And I guess all I ever loved
Was standing right before my eyes
And I, oh I, I was blind
So skyscrapers please forgive me
I’m standing here repentative man
Oh skyscrapers I’ll never look down again, again
Oh ’cause I guess all I ever loved was standing right before my eyes
Oh yeah, I guess all I’ve ever known was standing here all the time
And I, yeah I, I was blind
You were right here all the time
You were right here all the time, I was blind