Nine. Seventy One.

1. Strawberry flowers & dandelions, Spring is springing!

2. “he must go unprotected that he may be constantly changed” -Gerald Heards

3. Want does not seem to be the same as care.

4. Let your love light shine

5. and freak flag fly. Just. Be. You.

6. Run away into a world we designed…

7. Are you here?

8. Reading This Messy Magnificent Life. By Geneen Roth.

9. Kindness. Openness. Real.

Pic of mine, I like the way there are three different flowers at play.


Surrender into Senses

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Surrendering to our sensual natures-feeding the flames of our internal desires and relishing in the lush language of our innermost intentions and wild awakenings.

It’s time to have an intimate love affair with the one you are deep inside. Your heart needs your body to inhale the wild scents of love and adoration. Delve into the raw, the gorgeous, the grit, the sacred, the deep.




Discover how this life-giving energy fuels your creativity and immerse yourself in the sensuality of your daily life.

The sensations of desire lead us to the sacred. The longings, the desires, the aching reminds us of Spirit. The Spirit which creates, destroys and longs for connection deep within us.

This ravenous power and gentle ease fuels creative flow.

You are ripe with full potential of your own soul’s essence.

Stand full in your power.

Burn with the fire of sacred, sensual love.

When was the last time you surrendered into your sensual nature?

Opened to your raw passions?

Part of the Silk & Shadow series, prior parts are:

Seduced by Spirit, Sensual Seduction, Prismatic, Remembering and Masks

Writing You



I long to see the way you write across a page in ink

what shape your thoughts take when slipped from your shoulders and onto the page

The surface of paper your pin barely scratched

what secrets and mysteries does your penmanship hold

let me know the way your letters slant just so

and the spaces between

are you the kind to press down hard upon the page

making marks which can been seen and felt leaving indents on the other side

or are you one to barely scratch the smooth surface as an inked sigh?

I am entranced by language and the way it is presented when written down upon silky pages longing to be opened. 

The words we choose to write and say mean so much. More than we can possibly know…

Write Yours

Pic from above is mine. Making wishes and sending love through ink and dandelion puffs.


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The Wild Unknown

where all is free, feral & wild,

Beauty Reigns.

Unfold your story while gazing within the space where the Universe began and continues to begin. Again and again.

There are places where the light caresses me and I experience a fierce grace and an intentional delicate pace of my movements. Time seems to slow and I am alive & awake in my senses. Places where my breath slows and my exhale releases my shoulders. Where my soul is seduced and my heart is wide open.

These places taste like freedom.

One of the places I find this awakening is under the night sky.  Sometimes all I have is a moment, a brief interlude to tilt my head and open my eyes wider to see the infinite above my head. To remind me I am both significant and not. Just a brief glance, for me, offers a shift in perspective. Another way to see.

Eyes focus on the light coming from just one bright star among all the billions of others.

I am as that star.  As are you.

Finding ourselves alive again, lite up among the other cherished constellations.

We have intrigue and new beginnings.

Destruction and creation.

Light and darkness.

Chaos and order.

A mystical essence filled with desire and sensuality.

Unfolding our stories.

Twinkles under the

moon and stars believing

in our own stories.

Play List:

Paint the Sky with Stars

All of the Stars and Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran

Counting Stars by One Republic

What does the night sky evoke in you?


Nine. Sixty Eight.


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  1.  The importance of language
  2.  Multi-Faceted. Prismatic quality of us.
  3.  The fire inside me.
  4.  The depth of my desire.
  5.  Do we not all want to be simply held & seen?
  6.  Exquisite arousal, a flame every higher…
  7.  She & I spoke of all the things.  Breathtaking.
  8.  Wild sparkle. Messy hair. Chaos as my favorite color.
  9.  Though there is a precious peace in black and white.

Picture of mine. Wild beauty with wings and green reaching skyward.

Nine. Sixty Seven.


  1. So this is random & a slight bit of creepy, WordPress is posting things of mine in reader. On its own.
  2. Allow your purpose to dictate your strategy. -Jeremy Nulik @bigwidesky
  3. A poet and a samurai.
  4. In awe & ease.
  5. What newness can I cultivate?
  6. (but) for me, it’s an EVERY.
  7. Just want to be wrapped in his wishes…
  8. Fresh ink spilling rapidly, scented with fire.
  9. Spirit winks at you/a divine dance in play, it/wants to seduce you.

Photo of mine. The sky is such a beautiful backdrop and the feather-like quality of this type of tree. My favorite.

Overflowing Joy

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A small word with such power.

A feeling always inside of your soul. You were created in joy. To dwell in joy.

Default to joy. Joy even when life is hard. Especially then.

This wonderful world has so much to offer us. Ever growing love, abundant joy and radiant beauty.

Seek and you shall find.

Today I will find joy in everything I do
Today I extend my love, passion, talent and joy as a gift to the world
Yes I will find joy

What brings you joy?

Do more of that.

Nine. Sixty Five.

  1. I felt lighter today & so very empty
  2. The sound of rain. Beauty falling.
  3. See me.
  4. How does it feel to be awake?
  5. Wondering. Always wondering.
  6. Covered in only raindrops and kisses…
  7. I laid my head on his chest just to hear another heart beat. My first born-I hear my heart.
  8. The noise in my life. In my head.
  9. Where is my noise?


Picture of mine. A found piece of beauty. 

Nine. Sixty Four.

1. “Don’t think about the work unless you’re doing the work.” – Ernest Hemingway

2. Fall in love with her soft blush

3. I just want to be his. Still.

4. New season, new mug. The blue of it is so gorgeous and fits my palms exactly as it should.

5. Now she says it might be ADD or ADHD. Oh jeez.

6. He gave me Vertigo.

7. On his desk, arms in a T, all his. Me…

8. I’m trying to understand her appeal.

9. New opportunity for Lady Blue!

Picture of mine. A bench to wish on & imagine wild things.

Nine. Sixty Two.


  1. The coffee is cold before I savor the first sip. ::sigh::
  2. All of my curse words used before 8:15. d&*/. Well, maybe not ALL of them. 😉
  3. Is it enough to just be “not unhappy?”
  4. I feel as if I am being broken down by other beings. Lack of quality sleep, always being watched, no respect and constant noise & destruction.  For what purpose?
  5. Please have Mercy on me.
  6. Stay here with me. Two days. Anyway we want to play. Just the two of us…
  7. He doesn’t know how he will touch her ever again.
  8. How do people come back from that?
  9. Wearing what you tell me. Lollipop dream…