As a writer, I write when I feel good and… terrible. Emotions seem to fuel. I also write when I’m confused and when I have absolute clarity. I awoke too early this morning having to use the bathroom. Gheez, how much water did I drink before going to bed? I had to chuckle to myself. Let… it… flow. And so my day begins before sunrise. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: September 2015
Anchor Love and Light
Awaken Your Inner Power
Really, no words are needed. Just turn or tune in and know.
Whether day or night, sweet dreams and travels.
Photo source: taylor-allen-photography
Life Lead by Spirit
What is a life lead by Spirit?
Well… it’s what seems like a lot of changes and new ways at first. It can be so simple though. The process is individual to each person. It becomes your natural state of being. Continue reading
Fear Not
I have a fear. So how do I get to, fear not? Because I know that this fear is not me. I brought this fear though, with me, into this life. I’ve had it all my life. It’s manifested in different ways over the decades. While I’ll tell you mine, just fill in your own. Continue reading
Be… Bliss
Stop seeking. Start being… happy. Continue reading
Helpful Words and Parallel Lives
The past few nights I’ve awoken to my heart racing yet no thoughts. During the day, I’ve also felt large waves of energy to the point I’ve had to sit down (like a pregnant lady) and honor them. I’ve tried to ground myself and that seems to help… a bit. Oh the old me would not believe in what I do now. Continue reading
What’s your number??
Photo by Brandt Schafer, https://www.behance.net/bdschafer64
And I’m not talking about the sleep bed, instead Numerology. Continue reading
Love infusion
About six weeks ago, I sat in meditation and asked specifically to connect to the incoming new wave of energy. I felt it flow through me and tears streamed down my face. There was nothing sad about the energy. It was just an energy I’m not sure I’d felt this lifetime. It was… Continue reading
Finding… myself?
I unpacked a box today that I pack away several years ago when I left my home and career. I’ve been… sort of, in transit since then. On the top where numerous pairs of professional shoes. Several pairs I tossed to the side remembering that I really didn’t like them. They just weren’t comfortable. Continue reading
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