Tin ,
straw ,
flesh.

mineral ,
plant ,
animal.

beings - creating - because that is what they like to do,

know the pact
that one makes
  creation = destruction.

The choosing...
upgrading,
aware,
to the magnificence of their power , yet grounded enough to not be lured ,
..................................bye said ego. Hello said Ego.

Everything we do now effects the next 7 generations ,
choose wisely.
With wisdom comes great responsibility
if one chooses
to uses

their wisdom wisely.

Music in thai , words rein and rain from my unassuming lips, so rarely do i sing in my mother tongue, sounds like honey to me.
poet am i , i can not write nor read the sounds fully, yet sing with such ease :)


Falling into the cloud river once again , although a little more windy i would say.
Carved with ravines and canyons ,
wind and earth meeting together by the water.
true trickster smiles wink in the fading daylight.

apple butter is my jam.
Fir tree
seeking rain shelter ,

edit photo , write poem , draw or paint  every day . Ritual meditation . Doing what creates love,

beings - creating - because that is what they like to do,

mineral ,
plant ,
animal

Tin ,
straw ,
flesh.

holding back , holding in the worried words.
imaginary tension of the brain.

What is the worst thing that can happen , that i can not deal with.



Turn this leaf .

Spring takes no prisoners, expansion is implosion - breath - explosion.

I WISH IHAD THE WORDS TO BE SO ELOQUENT AND EXPLIN HOW I AM
IN CONCISE MANNER

WHO IS SO IMPORTANT THAT I MUST BE ME

WHERE DOES THIS PATH LEAD?

WHY MUST THERE BE A MAZE?

WHAT?

Hold onto your heart.

It’s the space.
Like a breath of fresh air , i stumbled across him in the most unheard of place.

This man with wild hair and wilder ideas , i think i saw several solar systems go up in flames at the whip crack precision of his words.
There is magic in in eyes , and sensi bows in his wisdom , ancient reverberations play with his thoughts.

Sometimes i forget who he is and get anxious that he’ll think , this or that about me -
but then i recall and fall into a comfortable place between
breakfast and lunch.

we need only rocks and butternut squash
daylight mellowtime
cold wind change snap brisk
  fog mouth.

   The cities ******* cling to the shoreline
lake of ontario.
      share tea , share kiss
peace yum day break activity
meditation on stillness
stones stacked seamless .
    
   Before a powerful night , of music sung with joy in note,
friend snuggles -
      smoke lips -       crying - mercy
vision ascension.
                Body pulsating in your hand.

   Pancake quinoa breakfast , maple syrup hotchocolate .

Later to lentil soup with french bread and brie cheese , grapes  
Reading park time medicine cards
      Shaman training , initiating 46 yr old lady to her first joint under the swell of almost full moon gleam.
i dance the whirling dervish round the baseball pitch , extend my legs in ballet-tai-chi whirl. Find my footing in
the lightning flash sky
   nestle and snuggle more with friends.

To midnight snack of orange , ginger zest cookies with sunshine and peace printed on , peppermint tea and
a slight fondling shower.

     New music runabout
talkin bout american deeds ,our own self , our progression and human dissociation from animal instinct
    
Be love.

POWER in HEARTBEATS.