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2021, a difficult year for me, hope 2022 lightens up! Happy New Year my friends.
Inhale, the arms float up, Exhale, the arms float down, Namaste, at the heart. Inhale, the body bends, Hands at top of mat,
Half a world away, I walk a narrow, stone path. In the rice fields, the Balinese people
The many places I have been And countless faces I have seen, The many tales to be told, Into the universe, they unfold. It’s all a passing show,
Summer is near it’s end, I regret not visiting my childhood home, near the gulf, where the sunset
Life is not fair at times... But of course things Change quickly down the line, We are born into a No guarantee world.
Walking down the dirt path, Sounds drift on the air, Birds chirping, leaves Rustling, dogs barking. Interconnection of life
If we could embrace our sorrow and surf on our tears, surely our hearts would grow wider to hold the years
One lit candle burns brightly As I make a wish upon it’s Golden aura, that Humankind May learn to caress the earth As the wind does a field of flower…
When I grow really old I may have to do yoga Full time, to get out The aches and creaks. When I grow really old
Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.
What is the happiest moment of the… When I make someone laugh When I am of use for the good When I show kindness When I hold a hand
Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.
The lines in my hand, Were read once, By a gypsy, who Predicated a long life... But with many interruptions.
In the noble purpose of my life, In the clear and quiet chamber Of my soul, In the open and warm cave Of my heart,
In the dead Of Winter, I long for Spring. In the rains Of Spring,