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Take the space you need, whether it be to clam up or spread out. It is your space, your body, your mind. No matter the choice, it will be ever changing.

A recipe for a lover. A pinch of disbelief A cup of desire Some of hope A dash of sweet, a note of sour  Low heat for hours, Touch often, simmer low, high heat. Life is sweetest when shared, cook often and give the spice…

Influence can be a dangerous mechanism especially when pulled by heartstrings. ‘Do this,’ he cries and he expects you to comply because you are related – a connection that should mean something but doesn’t always – The weight of choice crushing light because the right…

Recipe for First Christmas Cozy Cuddles Furry Blankets Childish Giggles Entwined Finger Hearts Magical Whispers Slowly hope that this dream never ends. Periodically check for reality to get rid of it.

Rescue dog from a shelter Foster dog (one, two or three) Pregnancy via your best friend California King bed Music First, go to a high kill animal shelter. Select one or two dogs using heart and intuition. Wait one year for dogs to decompress and…

one of the valiant born into the silent generation you did not sit quietly as your question burned across the country one that took so long to ask like a leaf on a tree that flames with the sun’s touch and paints the future a…

Take some months, maybe years and stir it up in a container larger than you think you’ll need. The ingredients will rise and fall, so don’t be alarmed. Add some fights, to taste Sprinkle in some disappointment Maybe an infidelity or two Add some tears,…

Daughters of the founders Cousins and mothers of the third The invisible crest The unheard ”Be anything you want” ”Be smart” ”Be Pretty” ”Be nice” ”Be good” ”Lean In” So everybody can surf the amplitude of your energy your efforts your quiet indignation Frolicking in…

Helen’s Horse ~willjxn~   Darkness is her relevance; sitting blindly on the glooming. One magnolia on her lap. Her Trojan horse— stark silence looming.   Constellations— worlds unseen. Symphonies,  loud silence neighing. Arion— his presence stirring, Courageously, she rides his back.