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moni-schott's picture
Nov.10.2013
I’ve heard it many times. Go with the flow and don't waste your time paddling upstream. That way you'll get to where you want to be faster and easier than if you were paddling against life's natural drift, which can set you up for a life of challenge. Sometimes a desire for something is not within...
moni-schott's picture
Sep.28.2013
Desires change, needs morph into something else. Solid and sound, flimsy and fluid. Sometimes they come under a full moon illuminating a midnight sky, as gentle waves rippling into shore, where we might meet a mermaid and swim beside her to visit places only dreamed of. Other times they thunder in...
jacqueline-mitchell's picture
Aug.20.2013
We see and get a lot of messages on compassion.   It can at times be blasted at us, be compassionate, be understanding and loving.   However, we nearly always can be loving and compassionate to others in their needs but are we really loving and compassionate to ourselves and do we even...
jacqueline-mitchell's picture
Aug.19.2013
You  know it's funny, over the last couple of weeks with moving house and a change in Guidance I kinda got in my own way.  In fact, I got in my own way a LOT!   Allowed myself to slip into habits and routines and just get caught up into earth plane stuff.     Circular...
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Jun.22.2013
Hi Fam As you may have guessed this site as well as myself are transitioning Its officially Mya Speeks Season  and I'm doing more now that I've leapt or is it leaped Anywhoo Just a little teaser to let you know I'll be back in just a minute The creative juices are flowing but I want to make...
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Jun.21.2013
Nurturance: emotional and physical nourishment, support and care given to someone; the ability to give such care. Transition and nurturance go together. The two are like the rain and sun, night and day. The rain comes, dampens, sometimes floods us and brings the wind with it as its partner to wreak...
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Jun.04.2013
Do you hear it, pushing its way forward? Be still in the early dawn and attune to its faint whispers, its slow creep skulking up from a darkness that has lingered for too long. It comes as hushed waves of heart beats from the depths of the Earth’s core, beneath barren fields of despair. It pulses...
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Sep.24.2012
A drabness overcomes me and mutes me with a darkness to question whether my heart exists beneath this outside facade of wallowing emotion. I know I must connect with my heart again and open that love channel. I’ve learnt how to do it. I need to do it again. So I sit, albeit a squirmy still, close...