This one will probably send shivers down your spine if you’re a parent. So be very afraid! Forgive. Not all kids are allergic; some are. So I needed to pass this warning on to you. Happy & safe Halloween.
For most people, this time of the year is a pleasant period. I close my eyes and can smell it: Sweet clementine, cinnamon, clove, and anisette cookies. But I’m nowhere close to any of those things. What do you see when you close your eyes?
Maturity is synonymous with optimism. Not the kind we experienced when we were the young ones; the kind that makes us raise a knowing eyebrow. We're ready for the change.
In the pressure cooker of society, we’ve been simmering & our selves have merged with the selves of others in the same pot. Now, we're primed to give back: to Gaia and this generation. The next generations will follow like parallel keys.
The change occurring outwardly does not compare with the inward change that’s leading, making you wiser, showing you new things. Embrace it!
While at puberty we haven’t yet found ourselves & lived through each day with an abundance of energy — which we had no clue what to do with — when the second puberty comes, hopefully, we've found ourselves. Have you? Or are you shaking?
It is not true that midlife sneaks up on you. And it’s in everyone’s best interest to read up on this and somehow prepare for the change. It’s nothing to fear and if you let it you’ll have the added benefit of the wonderful spiritual change that comes with middle age.
Mom's lovely words still float me every October & keep me afloat through the year. In time, I'll be closer to where my higher power resides. A short essay.
It's October, at last! How cool... I've been trying to sync to the frequency of the universe; been having a parallel relationship with it. Won't you dance with me? It's my birthday month!
Happy Autumnal Equinox, friends. Please take a moment to be reminded of something that's hard to believe, considering all our eyes see, our ears hear, and our souls feel about the world today. You'll feel better after this. Promise.
You might remember a similar post I shared last year-- while researching migratory birds for a poem I was derailed by a grave discovery. Here's another poem like that one. Protect wildlife, turn off the lights, please.
The Universe sends us lessons all the time, and messages too. I received this one to share with my audience. In the words of Jeff Foster, this is how we become warriors. Oh yes!