Come to me with a full thimble or a leaking pail, either will do How you arrive is less important than what transpires between me and you Under armor, dull I see your potential Your tarnished shield will shine and your edges, once blunt, will now delicately slice through limiting beliefs and life's limitless nonsense …
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Tucson Road Trip – Part II (video)
Leave behind other voices. Discover your direction in the aloneness. Your restless soul needs stillness to hear its true essence. https://videopress.com/v/gICM8TNO?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true To learn more about MOCA, click here: https://moca-tucson.org/ Thank you for joining me on my Tucson Road Trip! 🌵 Be well. 💗 Michele If you missed my Road Trip Part I, here you go: …
The Desert INvites a journey withIN
The desert does not invite leisurely hand holding or carefree play, or bare feet splashing. Too many things that can poke an eye or peel back the skin. Those walking in the desert must listen, pay close attention, and step with care. No orange or red leaves to kick, crunch, or dive into. No soft …
Words Unsaid (audio poem)
A quote just read, “Sometimes the best response is no response.” A quote that offers wise counsel, enlightened guidance, sage advice. Sometimes. Sometimes the best option is to remain mute – escalating tension may fail to deliver resolution Sometimes what appears unresponsive is just temporary restraint – eyes closed and lips counting to ten Sometimes …
Speak Directly, Please and Thank you
Directly speaking, I have great respect for those who can be direct. It elevates communication and is an admirable gift to mankind, when one can speak their mind and state their truths while holding emotions in check. Friendly exchanges, chit chat, laughter, and play have their place, but if one needs to deliver an important …
Your Morning Glow (audio poem)
Your Morning Glow (audio poem) Toward you, my eyes are fixed Toward you, my hands extend Alone in the dark, I wait, I rest my tired eyes You change and disappear, but on you, I can always depend Eyes still closed, but the third one knows – You have arrived Many things come between us …
My Inspired Life 