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chronicle of nuria*
“your Sound wraps cozy around my soul dive in to your Light of truth, as i receive thee – infinite in your eyes – and surrender to thee i, goddess of fire on water plunging deep into the Love of you,...
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requiem for a saint
i kneel and i weep… i weep… oh how i weep, Love. if i could bottle this thing i know, i’d be a very wealthy woman. but to sell it would be to choke the neck of the essence that breathes me, suffocating...
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every way but heaven
get off it, he said, grow up, the needle skipped. the noise in your head repels me! what would you like? he offered, without pause, the burn still stinging her vulnerable. (this_is_hell! i can’t...
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healing cracks in my picture called pretty
i could tell you of unending happy, and laughter, the joys of my years — all ways free, flowing, dancing in the light. but, sometimes, there’re fights. sometimes the experience of life comes with...
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he said, she said
“you’re never gonna get rich writing poetry,” professor said. “i’m already Boss in my soul.”Filed under: inspiration Tagged: 15 word story, boss, commitment, dedication, devotion, poem, poetry, poetry...
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soulquest, xiv (plenty)
i tried offering you another love song today, but my poor hands came up empty; then my heart said to them, “write what you don’t know.”Filed under: soulquests Tagged: abundance, heart. love, poem,...
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home
it’s been quite some time since i’ve visited this, my first blog. not that i haven’t been writing. no, not that i haven’t been listening. seems i went out on a float, of sorts, expanding the walls...
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psalm of my soul
I did not create the music. No, I am not the dancer. I am merely watching the dance. And I am lucky. Filed under: soulprints Tagged: devotion, divinity, God, grace, grind, journey, life, light,...
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Dawning
A few weeks ago, I began a writing group on Facebook (pardon me, an “accountability” writing group) with the intention that it be a space for motivation, inspiration, and getting stuff done! I hoped to...
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peace be still, my Baltimore
i am tired. i am angry. and i don’t know what to say – probably not the best position to be in if i call myself a writer and a proponent for change. sitting, quietly, is complicity to the nth degree....
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