instead of wondering why you have friends, ask instead when they became family. i think you hung the moon... but only as an empowering female archetype of nuanced symbolism of course.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I cannot go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear my being dance from ear to ear. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you? God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there, And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how? The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair; I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do To you and me; so take the lively air, And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know. What falls away is always. And is near. I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I learn by going where I have to go.
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Have you been especially naughty lately??
I'm sure there's a story here ... spill it!
XOXOXOXO
It's called being sassy! Lol.
Did you see my comment on Sam's blog with all those photos of Bill? "Is Bill dead?"
Do you still call it sassy, Tug? LOL
Yes. I wrote on my blog, Bill thought the exact same thing.
I know the feeling Joy.
Yes, Bob. :-)
Hmmm...
What did little Joy do now?
:)
instead of wondering why you have friends, ask instead when they became family. i think you hung the moon... but only as an empowering female archetype of nuanced symbolism of course.
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