Grief and heartache wracks Your chest, deepest tensions are Loosed, new light enters.
Tag: psychic
Beyond
I’m wholly other. Here but not really here. I’m Nothing you’d expect.
Goibniu
Hairy hands, broadly Built blacksmith, craftsman, barrel Chested, devoted Husband to Laura. Of the Tuatha de Danaan. All was green forest. “Patience,” he counsels. “For
The Deluge
Overcome I amBuoyed up in a current ofMagnetism, I Tingle with its force.So much, I struggle to holdMy feet on the ground. Shuttles forward andBackward
Amor Fati
All of this happened Before, will happen again. I see the writing On the wall. It says, “You might as well enjoy it.” I embrace
Refining Fire
Everything was in Harmony. I was complete. Then descended the Fire, consuming My round balanced table. But It released the fount Of untold blessings, The
