Author: val.180

A MONTH OF GRATITUDE

This is the time of year to show appreciation and be mindful of the things we are thankful for. During the month of November, I wrote one thing I am thankful for each day, up to the day after Thanksgiving, because the number 23 is symbolic to me, and below is the result: 11.1 I am thankful for the desert’s clear blue skies, crisp Autumn air, and bright sun – the desert is seemly magical this time ...

THE AUTUMN WIND

The autumn wind  Take in the scents  Within the breeze  Of the autumn wind  Give pence  For all you see with ease  Listen to the noise within the trees  The branches dance  With second chances  That what is seen will be  With the scents of autumn  From top to bottom  There’s no necessity  Just serendipity  Within the breeze  Of the autumn wind     Author: val.180 Email: v.turpin@hotmail....

DAWN WITHIN THE NIGHT

The moon and sun are distant lovers, to meet only distantly, opposite from one another. Though neither can be beside one another, one can not be without the other. The sun is the light of the moon, the moon is the other half of the sun; together they are a balancing act of creation. The moon with no sun is only a dark, cold, desolate land. And the sun with no moon to shine light upon is only a fie...

FIERY CREATION

There’s a moment in time when we meet a person (or people) who affect us in a deep way that is beyond thought. We feel a distant connection to them, as if it’s more than a physical attraction, but spiritual. It is as if we knew them before, as a spirit, in a world beyond Earth, a place beyond time. These people we meet are hard – impossible – to forget. They connect to us, as if they merged into u...

CHANGING WITH THE SEASONS–SUMMERTIME

Summer is the height of all the seasons, the end and beginning of the cycle of life. Symbolically, it is the ultimate goal, the point of enlightenment, the highest level of consciousness where the light shines the brightest, longest, and everlasting. Summer is a celebration of the sun and a season of prosperity. The showers of Spring washed away the ice of winter, and gave nourishment to the dry, ...

TOGETHERNESS

The World The world is full of crime, people doing time The world is full of pain and suffering, nothing like the one I had in mind The world has a face of happiness to disguise the sadness The world is full of war and destruction Soon nothing will be left, but our pain and distress The world is full of helpful people, who can make a difference The world is full of the ones who try to achieve, but...

DAYDREAMER

Dreams. Dreams are within us, visible at times only when we sleep. But there are certain individuals who dream with their eyes wide open, vision the dream not on a subconscious level, but on a conscious level. The images are created in their mind, formed at first maybe in black and white, blurry pixel images, but then the images slowly form into a figure with color and life. Over time the vision t...

IT’S A BEAUTIFUL DAY

No cloud in sight, a cool breeze in the air It’s a beautiful day There is a sweet calm in the whispering breeze, beyond the hum of car engines and shouts of their drivers It’s a beautiful day The smell of brewing coffee hits the nose of sleepy heads, waking them in groggy awareness It’s a beautiful day The taste of a warm breakfast, beside the window, gazing out to the clear world It’s a beautiful...

WILDFLOWER MANTRAS

~I’m a flower growing free and wild. My roots are nestled deeply in the ground. ~I’m a flower growing free and wild. Nature is my course for growth. ~I’m a flower growing free and wild. I am purely unharmed by external perspectives. ~I’m a flower growing free and wild. The colors of my petals are subtly intricate and dynamic. ~I’m a flower growing free and wild. The daintiness of my nature is prot...

CROSSROADS

There’s a fire deep within my soul, causing a burning sensation I just cannot let go. What must this mean? I do not know. The feeling is coming from a depth within. Center of my chest where my heart lies feels light and hollow – but not in the disturbing, numbing sense of repressed emotion – but in a sense as if I let something troubling go. I walk a path less traveled, and along this path are dar...

THE WINTER COLD

The earth in the northern hemisphere is dry, frozen, and life appears slow moving. Plants and trees are frozen in time, bare, vulnerable, with no leaves to hide their limbs, their bare truths underneath the foliage. Little white bunnies hop out of their homes beneath the earth, only to quickly return; nothing is out here for them, in this bitter cold. A caw of a winter bird is heard, but not seen....

SEASONS GREETINGS IN LOVE

Hope you all are having a very special and happy holiday. This will be a post focused on an intense, powerful emotion: Love. Love, ah, such a simple one syllable word, yet so complex with no specific definition. Love, it is defined by all differently, and shown in different ways. Love, such a complex emotion, with more than one dimension, and spoken in all the worlds languages. Body, soul, mind, h...

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