“But sometimes—rarely, but magnificently—there comes a day when you’re open and relaxed enough to actually receive something. Your defenses might slacken and your anxieties might ease, and then magic can slip through. The idea, sensing your openness, will start to do its work on you. It will send the universal physical and emotional signals […]
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IN POISE
She sat cross-legged in burgundy gown and musings beside the hearth. Knee of high-crossed leg vertical in pose as under rested folded to floor beneath. Fall of gown caught and fell in valley of lifted leg. Nothing beneath, in pose, she showed faint in poise of rest. She knew he saw. She didn’t […]
MAKE YOUR ART
Our son was having a rough morning. Rarely the peak of a nine-year old’s priorities and interests—we went to church. Worse, think perhaps we would take a family picture for potential Christmas card—we dressed up. All of this he took in kind and time. He tied his dress shirt around his waist. He […]
CHOSEN DREAM
They wrote their stories, made their love, in home amongst the trees. And from their love, family grew in furtherance of their dream. Day by day, night by night, seasons into years, a romanced love became their life—never looking back to befores of chosen dream.