Soft hearted

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Gently, she nudges my heart open and

I allow the light to shine on my soft, vulnerable spaces…

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Moon wishes…

She is so there…waiting for me to wish upon her so she may grant her magic upon me…I am in Love, I feel renewed and ready for the work ahead…this is the beginning of the second half…my life is yet to unfold but it is…every minute of every day in a brilliant array of colors. No more hazy days of confusion, only true persuasion the strongest kind; from my heart and my mind. The sun is shining because I am living my truth and may you too…

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Infinite possibilities…

…It first began so subtly…so sweet and innocent, like time spent getting to know someone while they laugh shyly at all of your questions, yet long to answer them…and then I yearned to hear her voice, she honestly left me no choice, I could feel her effortlessly. I was falling…deeply… I held every moment close to my heart, every word shared; what a sweet pair, she and Eye. Understanding her without her even talking, it’s like the same path all along we have been walking. She is open to me being as intense as I ache to be, finally someone who is not afraid of the love I have deep within me. She readily accepts it, welcomes it and each day I anxiously yearn for more. More of who she is, of what she wants to be, her gracious unfolding; I am blessed to see. Her light shines deep in my soul, I am so loved by her, and she by me…not a day goes by that I am not reminded of her purity and sweetness…how did I become destined for her, and she destined for me? It is written in the stars, we shall see…we will shine infinitely…Mind travels, I am unraveled, take me where you are, beautiful…I would not miss this place, as long as I get to see your precious face…the possibilities are truly endless as is my love for you.

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Moon love

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Slowly, she begins to lose her fullness…going now into the depths of herself. She knows it is inevitable and feels the need to be recluse; not wanting to appear cold, yet saying f**k the world at the same time. Balance is not always easy to maintain… Raging inside of her is a storm of the most powerful, yet beautiful kind. Being so many things to so many individuals at any given moment is a reminder to slow down. She answers to the call of withdrawing from the world; to write, to bathe silently, sit outside, create, cry or laugh…she is in the throes of her Moon time. She is not unlovable, just needing time to remember to love herself…

Smitten by the Moon

Outside in my garden, tending to the plants…watching things move including the ants…I felt her, I knew she was there, feeling the softness of the breeze rustle through my hair. I looked up and saw her sitting just so, waiting for night to fall so she can bestow her magical glow. I am smitten by the moon, or didn’t you already know? When she reappears it is as if she has been gone for years…In her reflection, I see me; lightness, darkness and all I am to be.

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