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Tag Archives: the heart
Heart of the Wild
To this day my spiritual life is found inside the heart of the wild. I do not fear it. I court it. When I am away (from it) I anticipate my return, needing to touch stone, rock, water, the … Continue reading
Posted in Words of Wisdom
Tagged fear, Nature, natures voice, Source, the heart, the wild
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Amazing “Goings-On”
by P. R. Lowe some time in late may Amazing and wonderful things happen here… I had been up since 4:30 AM. Woke up with bad shit in my head and a grieving heart. I pulled my lavender-raccoon into my … Continue reading
Posted in Diary of a Mad Hatter
Tagged another world, challenging times, elves, faeries, fear, grief, Nature, special places, the heart, The space between, Trees
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School Prayer
by Diane Ackerman In the name of the daybreak and the eyelids of morning and the wayfaring moon and the night when it departs, I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry
Tagged grace, Integrity, love, magic, Nature, natures voice, peace, Poetry, Source, Sun and Moon, the forest, the heart, tmelessness, tolerance, trust, vision, wisdom
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Heartsings
By Thomas Lowe Copyright © by P. R. Lowe, July 20, 2015 (from Brother, Sister) My heart sings alike with the hot wind across miles of rolling desolation and the cry of a hawk killing in the shattering brightness of … Continue reading
Psoriasis of the Psyche (the heart is not a cuboard)
Diary of a Mad Hatter Sometime in early June, 2015 A mourning dove – – – frozen in place – – – motionless on the ground just outside my window. How does s/he do it? And – – – I … Continue reading
Posted in Diary of a Mad Hatter
Tagged contentment, Doves, grace, joy, magic, Nature, natures voice, peace, Source, the forest, the heart, The space between, tmelessness
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