As the wind blows harshly, and bitter cold sits in,
a fragment of me lost , leaves much in tact ..
and new beginnings await .
The truths with , I own, Tracy tunes in to a few of em.
As the wind blows harshly, and bitter cold sits in,
a fragment of me lost , leaves much in tact ..
and new beginnings await .
The truths with , I own, Tracy tunes in to a few of em.
Dark Nights of Souls , has released tears with more to
come before I wake.
Laughing / Crying , ’tis the same release… Aware that the tears
and emptiness, signal an end to old energies , and a new
beginning , as I fill in my next ” stage ” or cycle..
I have succeeded in ways, and failed in others , and so emptied
out , my body tested , and weary , I retreat to my dreams which
never fail to lift me up…
Bottom line is returning ” home” with your heart as boss,
owning the balance that gives and takes .
Thy Will Be Done
#ForeverAndEver
Looking forward to learning drumming , it’s chill and creating
participating in music is very uplifting .. I am also giving music
instruments to children, which I feel is a very good thing .
Have you ever wondered how people used to treat depression before prescription medications were invented?
โ Read on www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/ending-addiction-good/201609/how-drum-circles-can-improve-if-not-cure-your-depression
Life after , can feel like free falling , delicious
in an escape .. truth , my truth , was the
catalyst , the result was , being ” caught ”
as never before …
Admit to fear, and pushers of shadow and doubt
however , I have passed a fair amount of test,
enough so, I’m in a place , a state of calm .
So many of our 70’s reality was loosing friends , later the
Beloveds who were so traumatized, addicted , or tortured
as Lady Di was , in the cultural suicide of prescription drugs
and judgement in family that legally ripped apart families
and medicating trauma ..
My 1sr Elton John album , was around 19 ish, smoking , and
lying buzzed on the floor , with the ex of my soul mate lover
and her best friend and mine Lou , with hair of silken gold
she stood beside me as I married , to break the soul mate
connection…lasted 2/3 weeks …he required a ” keeper/slave”.
It is always with recall of the 2 bright lights who lost their
lives , never being known in their fullness , until after death.
How very sad a legacy for Di’s sons ..and grandchildren .
Paired with the Notebook …A Star Is Born, Out
Of Africa…
The essence never leaves one’s soul of a Beloved
as the forward movement may be but delayed .
Patience is Prayer , as Divinity speaks of forgiveness
in a grand Unification, the Union of Souls
who join in a mission …ordained lifetimes
and many lessons ago…
As I congratulated a friend who is
going to marry her Beloved with
this song and she adored it ๐ฅฐ๐ฏ
This beautiful 80’s song , haunted me
not being enough, I failed , as Kathy sings
in my unknowing ..
I wept as I listened , for ” her” , myself at that
time in comradely that I can still relate to in
council …It’s a true transformation of Joy
to know how to plant seeds that begin trans
formations, that soul calls me in form.
#3 The Bridge , also has shadow …That shadow
has been teaching me the vital need to balance
ground and nurture myself , at this time
as well as council within boundaries that
are a liberating and uniting and loving .
It is my belief that many , are experiencing
a return to love ๐, within, without in solidarity
as Soldiers of Love.
As no less than modern day disciples, and we
are weary , but victorious .
My next post is celebratory , and sung by the
same artist ..