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dust and honey: Witch's Child
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When they ask to see your gods. Your book of prayers. Drawn delicately with veins. On the underside of a bird’s wing. Tell them you believe. In giant sycamores mottled. And stark against a winter sky. And in nights so frozen. Stars crack open spilling. Streams of molten ice to earth. And tell them how you drink. A holy wine of honeysuckle. On a warm spring day. And of the softness. Of your mother who never taught you. Death was life’s reward. But who believed in the earth. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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dust and honey: still beautiful
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Monday, July 20, 2015. Life can be a ragged stitch, a sometimes-hem. Wending and wheedling shoots lifting themselves up and out of dark places: this is life. Rusty vessels still waiting to hold and be lifted. An almost-thought slipping from fingers, dropped mind-less in piles of forgotten things. Knowing myself this year.yet. I have been me: the rushing wringing hands that grasp and let go just as easy as toast, or other dry things. Still, I am beautiful. Let me reintroduce myself:. I tell you this.
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dust and honey: Desiderata
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Written by Max Ehrmann in the 1920s -. Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,. And remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender,. Be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly;. And listen to others,. Even to the dull and the ignorant;. They too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons;. They are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others,. You may become vain or bitter,. For the world is full of trickery.
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dust and honey: About Katie
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I am the pocket of lint and willow leaves. I am the hard-pulled chicken doors. And the long grasses. Torn off and carried. I am the eye for tiny-growing. I am the ear for secret whispered words. And the dropping of things in far-off and seldom used rooms of old houses. I am the one who went away into the woode. And came home again. I teach but love learning more. I have a little girl with a heart of gold. And a sparkling son who fills me with pride. I've been with a man for 23 years. I tell you this.
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dust and honey: Today
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May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly. Where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are. Born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received,. And pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself. Just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones,. And allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us. I tell you this.
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dust and honey: Books
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By it on Amazon in September. Available in paperback and in Kindle versions. Finer Things: A Collection of Poetry and Photographs. 28 page paperback with full color photos - 8" x 5". Buy it on Amazon. To look inside this book click here. Elemental Grace: A Collection of Poetry and Photographs. 36 paperback pages with full-color photos - 8" x 5". Buy it on Amazon. To Look inside, click here. Who Am I, Really? Finding Yourself Along Life's Pathway. 284 page paperback/workbook - 9"x 6". Buy it on Amazon.
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dust and honey: beauty
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Friday, April 25, 2014. I learned a lot about how to look and really see. Today I heard a bird I'd never heard before, and it reminded me of those drawings. The world is full of small beautiful things. I love your words. And the images they make. I love your writings. I hope to see your art again. April 25, 2014 at 11:05 PM. I am so glad I found you again Katie. I was a reader of Sparrow Cottage and love your work. July 21, 2014 at 8:29 PM. How good it is to hear about my Goode Ladyes Press!
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dust and honey: spring at sparrow's cottage
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Saturday, April 19, 2014. Spring at sparrow's cottage. Golden light drips from grassy blades. Warming earth slips to warming air. Finding rosy toes to benumb. Bright and brisk and hopeful. In every bit of light. April 19, 2014 at 10:06 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Spring at sparrows cottage. I tell you this. To break your heart,. By which I mean only. That it break open and never close again. To the rest of the world.". Between the woods and the waters. The Girl Behind The Red Door.
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dust and honey: horsh
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Friday, June 13, 2014. My first word was "horsh". I just started wondering if it is significant or not. Probably not. I wonder if I'd attribute anything mystical to it if my first word was "cigarette." Probably not. My daughter is fascinated with horses. Horse this, horse that, horse the other thing. We've had the opportunity to board a horse for a friend who doesn't have the funds to board him at anyplace fancy. It is a good chance for us to see if a horse will work out at our place. I have to weave my ...
