For the love of henna
Mystery exists in the everyday...
Mystery exists in the everyday...
We just need to find it
And unleash ourselves into the unknown
Without any hesitation of not knowing...
It might surprise you.
A woman is so close to nature
A woman is so close to nature
She knows the essence of Gaia
Morning allows for creative expression
of the night's hope of love immortal
Today, embrace the feminine divine.
Sweet intricate filigree
Let's decorate with filigree today!
Intricate. Delicate. Feminine.
As the moon cools the night air,
She wears the filigree.
So sweet and voluptuous
The moon hides behind lacy clouds.
Intricate. Delicate. Feminine.
As the moon cools the night air,
She wears the filigree.
So sweet and voluptuous
The moon hides behind lacy clouds.
For the love of henna
Beautiful words have beautiful, clear vibrations.
Anything in existence has a vibration.
If you feel lost, disappointed, hesitant or weak,
return to yourself, to who you are, here and now.
And when you get there, you will discover yourself,
like a lotus flower in full bloom,
even in a muddy pond,
beautiful and strong. (Masaru Emoto)
Flight of the phoenix
The phoenix.
A mythical sacred firebird.
Near the end of its life, it builds a next of twigs that ignites, and both the bird and the nest are reduced to ashes, from which a new, young phoenix emerges.
Reborn to live again.
Immortal.
Secret silence
The flower offered of itself
And eloquently spoke
Of Gods
In languages of rainbows
Perfumes
And secret silence . . .
(Phillip Pulfrey)
Beauty of the lights
We may spend our lives searching.
Searching for the beauty of the lights without.
Today, look within. Look within. Look within.
Carry it with you or you will never find it.
Searching for the beauty of the lights without.
Today, look within. Look within. Look within.
Carry it with you or you will never find it.
Lacy filigree
Filigree.
Delicately woven strands of gold. Silver. Copper.
Romantic. Feminine. Grace.
Lacelike delicate antiquity.
Sentimental garden
In my garden, there is a large space for sentiment.
My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams.
The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers,
and the dreams are as beautiful. (Abraham L. Urban)
My garden of flowers is also my garden of thoughts and dreams.
The thoughts grow as freely as the flowers,
and the dreams are as beautiful. (Abraham L. Urban)
A butterfly stirs
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you. (Nathaniel Hawthorne)
A butterfly visits
Today a butterfly landed on my toe and I thought of this Irish blessing:
May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond . . .
May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sun
And find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and riches
Today, tomorrow and beyond . . .
Celebration of autumn
The cool pierce of winter.
The hazy hue of spring.
The scorching heat of summer.
The leafy mess of autumn!
Welcome the seasons.
Grateful for my feet
Walking. Moving forward. Looking ahead.
Movement.
Feet carry you forward and into your future.
Put your best foot forward.
Today.
I am grateful for my feet.
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