The Unbearable Beauty of a Moment
A lot has happened since I was a shrimp last week. Thursday was Shrimp day - let me see - oh yes, Friday was spent in total dissociation. Mostly alone, in my shell,
The Invitation
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
Sometimes, when doubt creeps in, the goddess gifts me with a sign - and this poem, not written by me, tells exactly what I carry in my heart.
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