harmony, respect and love

a connection to inner peace

say it, think it, out loud

"this is sacred"

a quietness of body and mind

stillness

a space open to receiving and listening

"this is sacred"

"this is home"

a museum of time traveling

where objects come and go from the future!

you are unique, brilliant and amazing

let the resistance to this truth fall away, now

vibrate the truth and feel the energy of it vitalize every cell

and every thought that falls from you

will gently lift us all into this memory of wholeness

we are as we wonder

wonder with grace

xx azyh

're-treat' yourself, relax, rest and let the enchanted forest breathe you in

my center would be a place to 're-connect' to patterns of inner peace

in my minds eyes now, i see a maze and a labyrinth
i see trees

it feels like a mountain, high altitude

it is rustic accommodation
it is off the grid and self sufficient

classes are held daily
supporting students and teachers of inner peace
through creativity

gosh... i don't know where that came from, but i am loving it all the same
xx azyh

breathing

no one can do it for me
it is a natural practice of giving and receiving

its what makes me both human and spiritual
it carries me through every moment

it's there regardless if i am aware or not
loving and supporting me regardless of what i choose for myself


yes... breathing

until i become the breath

I learned that it's ok to own the parts of me that learned from my step father. I offhandedly told the story of how my step father would investigate anything that was broken to fix it. "If its broken take it apart and fiddle around until ya fix it, if ya can't put it back together then it really was broken and all ya did was learn something new."

I had blacked out so much about my step father that in disregarding all the horror, I forgot the interesting and wonderful parts too. And it's ok that he was interesting and wonderful. I learned that this week. It's ok that i recall this and allow this and own this.

It was a shock at the time, and as I recall it all now, i realize that more and more I will have moments when I let memories serve me in loving and supportive ways.

xx azyh