Do What You Love... always and in all ways

Abide in a field of love 9/27/1999

Beware...

Cartwheeling through life ...  9/21/2019

 photo by Charlotte Claypoole McKinney

Equinox video by SacredBee "...Every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, Every inch of space is a miracle, Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same...  What stranger miracles are there?" ~ Walt Whitman "Miracles"

Fourth of six yep, that's me in the middle, surrounded by LOVE.

Garden Gate LOVE

"Have a cup of coffee with it [the truth]... Holy relationship is when any two have looked within and found no lack and therefore chose to join to create, to make Happy." Lesson 22

Infinity Heart LOVE in the borough

Jetty yoga... I used a stone piling for help with my standing backbend :)

Keys to the Kingdom: desire, intention, allowance, and surrender

Love made visible all across Meredith College campus

 thank you, Lizbeth

Monarchs and Meditation 

"Only God exists" The Way of Mastery, Lesson 33 oh! and Oscillococcinum to the rescue today. 

Practicing Patience in every moment.

Quiet decision to accept the truth that is true always... Quietly enjoy the dance of Love

"Radiant diamonds..."  

Stonington Pizza Palace scallops and linguini for dinner with Mom at Stonington Point

Teal Tea kettle  beautiful, fun find at Aldi's

Unity with all  

Visible LOVE... the Veil has been lifted

canceled, as is Dish...

"You, therefore, will be perfect [growing into spiritual maturity both in mind and character, actively integrating godly values into your daily life], as your heavenly Father is perfect." Matthew 5:48 

Zagarenski, Pamela, Sacred Bee: "Happy Equinox~share the miracle... WHAT shall I give? and which are my miracles? Realism is mine—my miracles—Take freely, Take without end—I offer them to you wherever your feet can carry you, or your eyes reach." and then "Miracles"

 by Walt Whitman: "Why! who makes much of a miracle? 

As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles, 

Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, 

Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, 

Or wade with naked feet along the beach, just in the edge of the water, 

Or stand under trees in the woods... 

 Or my own eyes and figure in the glass; 

These, with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles, 

The whole referring—yet each distinct and in its place.

To me, every hour of the light and dark is a miracle, 

Every inch of space is a miracle, 

Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread with the same... 

 What stranger miracles are there?"