Listen closely. Even the trees exhale sweet love songs that roll off their boughs and echo out to all of creation. Love is always in the air.
Be careful not to laugh at the Phoenix when she goes up in flames, or you'll be left in the dust when she grows her new wings and flies swiftly away.
I release ribbons of gratitude to flow back upon the path I have walked as it stretches out behind me, so they brush past everyone whose path crossed my own. May they feel the brief kiss of remembranc...
Let's nurture our spirits until they shine and then let's strip down to our naked souls and dance through life until we drop little bits of light behind us that glow like fireflies in the night.
Be still my hand and let the words write themselves upon my heart. Be still my heart and let your pages be filled in silence.
We are all gardeners, planting seeds of intention and watering them with attention in every moment of every day.
My mind is the sun,and my heart is the moon.In the sky between them,there I am.Cristen Rodgers
Sometimes the purpose of the rose is simply to draw attention to the rose.
Summer rushes in on the heels of spring, eager to take her turn; and then she dances with wild abandon. But the time soon comes when she gratefully falls, exhausted and sated, into the auburn arms of...