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#infinite #life #poetry #feelthemusicmaybe it wasn’t that god used to talk to the people but that the people used to recognize the truth when spoken from the god within. #god #truth #feelthemusicWe are all living inside a thought within the cosmic mind. #growing #backtothegardenA song hit my sad bone on my way to work so naturally I played it on repeat all the way in and cried a great big cry for this horrible terrible beautiful world. #shipsinthenight #ryanmontbleu #feelingthemusic #youareunderstoodI will take my share of life for all the time I have it and invest it all in Love. And it will be a life well spent. #love #feelthemusic #justloveI don’t want to know what separates you from the others. I want to know what gives you integrity. And how you connect most to this world. It is our separateness that got us here. And it must be our wholeness that brings us back. #recentering #polarity #evolution #feelthemusic #backtothegarden
Tag Archives: forgiveness
Truth of Darkness
A post from PsychicsForetell‘s blog I wrote in 2017. I have believed in my past that by eliminating from my sight all the scary, painful, ugly bits I find in life, I can somehow eliminate them from my knowing. … Continue reading
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Tagged acceptance, forgiveness, owning our ugly, PsychicsForetell, yoga
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Forgiving My Darkness
First of the August posts for my fabulous friends over at PsychicsForetell. I had one of those days. I don’t know what it was but I woke up with a chip on my shoulder. I had a series of … Continue reading
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Tagged anger, bad moods, darkness, forgiveness, negative energy, positive energy, seeking compassion, self acceptance, self love
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Ain’t no time to hate . . .
I guess I didn’t really know what to expect when I went to testify against the people who robbed me. I thought maybe I’d be intimidated by their stares. Maybe they would threaten me in some way. Or maybe I’d … Continue reading