The heart opens slowly; listen patiently to each chamber open to your own magnificence.

We stopped at a stream along the way and refreshed ourselves, restoring our joy basking in the magnificence surrounding us and dipped our cups once more into the waters of the soul.

We stopped at a stream along the way and refreshed ourselves, restoring our joy basking in the magnificence surrounding us and dipped our cups once more into the waters of the soul.

The desert finds a hidden magnificence in the wee hours when the heart is quiet and the stillness awaits us.

Quiet are the hours that breathe in gracious, filtered light and grace the day with tender mercies.

Light the lamp of the soul in purity and peace.

Calm are the waters of the soul, and softened rainbows fill the skies.

Magnificent hallways breathe calmly the summer breezes at twilight, splendidly arrayed with purple liquid drops of shimmering, waltzing light steadily glowing inside.

Friendly lustrous river delivers abundant offering blessed with honey.

Unlimited grace arrives with the dawn, together with the best, life’s abundance and such love.

When comes the river purple, joyous foundation breathes serene waters with sacred light.

For the day light is given, fire burnishing the corridors of tangled, weary hearts.

Ways of the mountain basking in the sun, ringed in light, undulating hillsides giving rise to celebrating the day, invite solemn gratitude.

Remember the ones whose minds were clear and hearts were bold with fiery light that wavers not – always.

The woods are full of peace and softly whispering breezes that grace the air in gentle breaths.

Sometimes a whispering wind slides into the crevices and cools steamy rocks and tender breaths of little ones at rest.

Lives spent in haste suddenly appear a comedy of distraction while stillness breathes deeply.

The wind breathes quietly while all is noise surrounding our lives each day.