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The Swing Of Things

Spring is in the swing. The planets have been positioned for this moment of intensity.   All we can do is breathe into it and move with the current. I have been thinking about so many things.  The choir in my head sings. A journey awaits and I am ready to

A Certain Kind Of Person

I am lost in the folds of the fabric I create.  My identity cannot be separated from the color and the stains that bleed across the fiber.  I am an agent for nature and in turn she is my one true love.  Most people find love and share with other

I Feel Something

I am the light of love I am the core I seek It fits over my shoulders and warms all of the chakras below From my head down to my feet I feel love. It moves me to create, To translate this great love into a story that everyone can

Tiger Trance

    The Tiger still wanders…… Why cant you sense me? Why do you hide in the shadows? I fear I will never meet you. I am loosing fate that my heart can be soothed. I am becoming hardened. Time passes and you are not here, I am sad, I

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