earthempaths – Page 7 – the joy of being

Cremation of Care

Bohemian Grove – Because it’s perfectly normal for the world’s elite to do mock sacrifices under a giant owl statue

Way before the sun rises still deep in the quiet night she wakes. The mind opens its self to reflect

May 26, 2018 Christine

She woke this morning with her thoughts punctuated by continuous fire crackers blasting the morning skies calling to the unknown

She is wont to mix metaphors and draw lines that don’t go straight so bear with the meandering of her

When I meditate sometimes I get a few visuals and even on occasion some dialogue to go with them. Lately

She’s been swimming in a turbulent sea of emotions and memories these past weeks, not knowing where she will come

What is Love? What I am about to write about is deeply personal, and yet, I know the concepts of

Author’s Preface: When I write using the third person designation of She it is to evoke the inner silent voice

Back home from our travels through the southern states of Oaxaca and Chiapas we find ourselves in a deep contemplation

Long, long ago, which is in reality now, we were awake to our true nature and in a constant communion

She is finding it more difficult to write these days for from a vantage point of eyes wide open the

The days have drifted by, the scenery much the same as in the early morning light the planes cross the