I'm wrapped up in it, delight and conflict, distracted, I'm spinning dizzily, warmly, laughing into the sky.
It's rich, this tightrope walking feeling, expansive, even while it's lead booted to the ground.
My prayer is for safety, for a safety net and heartease. For organic healthy growth and headsense and something only good and certain, that is rooted in the ground.
2 comments:
Good wishes, dear. Sweet ones.
good wishes and sounds like brilliant pure mood..:-)
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