My Sunday's Delight
Catching hold on Mary's Train
Sweet Light Infusion
'Virgin a Day'
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The reflective image below is one taken of my south facing window, which is more like an altar to me because of the ever changing light that allows for embracing the moments of silent connection and praise. I take many photographs from this window as I marvel at the sun's energy to illuminate or in this case reveal through shadows and reflections. This image has been sitting in my file for sometime, it has a hidden message for me that I knew would one day surface... Heart broken open by the mystery of you... love stitches together. Gentle love rides pain like silken thread slips through jute spring balm for raw edge. Stitch with silken love the polarities of life embrace the mystery... Sending to Rebecca for healing... Haiku my Heart Recuerda mi Corazon
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QMM
Peace
xx
each morning we have thrown open the doors to our hearts.
we have called out glory, love, compassion.
day after day we have set out welcoming chairs in the
house of belonging.
lifting the veil of sacred existence.
beveled off the edges of difference and distance
to see more deeply the
unbearable beauty of simply being,
one.
for this and so much more i thank you,
and look forward to our forever
mornings.
Noelle x
I love the way you have captured light here.lovely xo