How often...
Do you take time
to enjoy the golden signature
of contrails behind an airplane
while the sun is setting...?
This is just magnificent.
Do you even look up?
Shhhhhhh.... sharing a secret
And a priceless moment of silence...for me.
Below the small red heart, between his fists, in the little V,
is where I love to put my lips, on his solar plexus…
I always kiss the solar plexus of the man I love…
If I don’t kiss that little magic spot… I am simply not in love :).
Place your hands just below your sternum.
Feel the rise and fall of the breath of life.
This is the place our hands naturally fly to sometimes.
Close your eyes and take a deep breath
This is where those butterflies are...
What you are feeling
has more to do with your energy body
than it does with your biological one.
I love that little spot because
i love YOU xxx who ever you will or might be...
Oh...and why the little red heart?
Ehm....because he wanted, then, for me to see HIS heart
- - -
But
Like the waves on the ocean
this wave died on the shore
Over a decade ago...
Sunset tender whispers...
Encore cette heure
où la lumière est sublime et magique
mon heure préférée...
23-APR-2008
Inviter la paix de l'esprit
Être en paix
C'est se sentir libre et paisible
Peu importe où nous sommes...
Et quand à l'horizon le ciel épouse la terre
c'est le bonheur.
18-APR-2008
le coeur, l'âme, l'esprit et le corps.
Février 2008
Behind the sounds of silence
Derrière les murmures du silence
The world I see...quand j'ouvre les yeux
The last....stone.
Strangely, the last thing that belongs to us,
that is, at one point "new"
and that we will...most likely never see.
Unless we do our own shopping which is not
something i will ever do...
because, ultimately, I do not really
understand the need for such a stone.
The egyptians saw this in a different way though
and i am glad they did ;-).
29-SEP-2007
A lesson with...
the moon.
While driving on the highway...