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Too Civilized

Too Civilized

so white the walls no dirt no curves no leaves that fall into my tea. a raised and white toilet bowl to pee. my toes so clean no ants or things between my hair and feet. I miss the dirt the curves the open space I miss that leaves fall into my tea. I know where I...
It’s Beyond Your Fears

It’s Beyond Your Fears

The fire it speaks,what is it you seek?It’s behind your fearit’s now, it’s here. The fire it speaks,what is it you seek?It’s behind your fearsit’s inside your tears. In the dark of your wombin the pulse of your heartin the sound of your tunein your passionate art. The...
When I Have Forgotten

When I Have Forgotten

The illusion of separation… When I have forgotten that I am not my egoI am not my pastI am not my storiesI am not my thoughtsI am not my emotionsI am not my personalityI am not my conditioningI am not my identifications… the slow flowing breath,its gentle touch...
Life is a Relation-Ship

Life is a Relation-Ship

Photo by Diana Parkhouse on Unsplash Author: Hanna Maria Life is a Relation-Ship Or, an ode to ‘relating consciously and to living kindness’   What is relationship? We can look at it as the ‘ship’, the space, in which we sit together with someone or something and...