Flower Garden Factory

Category: Thoughts

  • Sparkle

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    Embracing the now. All this to say – now is the time to break with a past that no longer serves you – physically. Because how you relate to the world you inhabit without all the stuff.. will give you peace in this limited time you have to exist in this form.

  • holding on

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    ”Why are you holding on.” A simple sentence. The yoga teacher in my dream walked me through showing me how my hands were clenched my shoulders held and by whispering tenderly into my ear and then licking my ear – how touch had left my sense memory. Each moment this young man gently pointed out…

  • Steps

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    After the election, with no media coverage since Wednesday morning, the helplessness that is swirling around me wants to be put to use. With that there is a need to store energy for the months to come as we all will be called to participate to “insist” on equality, “resist” the mind numbing impotence thrust…

  • Order?

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    What is it that the great masses of my countryman base their lives in fear and want to be “ruled” by Tasmanian devil with no thought of the other. The ego reigns at the moment… or has the spotlight. Embracing the “we”, I have to go forward. More grief, more loss, is life a constant…

  • Sunday List

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  • Skin

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    I’m fascinated by the way my upper lip feels. It’s been over 20 years since I’ve had a clean face, no hair to adorn it and the top of my head no longer has the weeds growing on top. My lips are a gash across the large planes of my head. Uncomfortably feminine. My mother’s…

  • Gnats

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    Distractions trigger a response. I hear them loud and clear in my mind trying to work out their senseless obvious conclusions… impassioned negative energy thrown about can glide quickly into my being. A simple BOE candidate debate turns into a brawl of egos….it’s infected – no – stirred my inner psyche so all I hear…

  • Headline

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    ”Life is a dream. Keep it simple.” Those two sentences woke me this Sunday morning. Sweep the doubts, fears to the trash bin only after you recognize what’s standing behind them in plain sight. It’s not a laborious act. At this time of life it’s a breath in and out – recognizing the phantom and…

  • Owler

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    With wide glassy mirror eyes, I greet the horizon. A wet, cloudy horizon hanging over a turbulent sea. Safely in bed, cat at my side, dog sleeping on my leg…darkness surrounds the bedroom. The candle is lit upon your alter. It’s calling you home, back to this world. We’re both being called back to this…

  • Waking up

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    After two days of zombie like state, waking up, there was a level of awareness I haven’t felt in days. Walking the dog I could see farther than my feet, feel the air and walk without the heavy chainmail of illness. I cherish this moment as I know it could slip away in a matter…