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Beauty of BeginningsDaily contemplations + Pacific Ocean Sunrises
For a world with a future
I hope to see a book from you of daily meditations with your brilliant photos. You are one of the most compelling thought leaders I know.
Thank you for your work.
Cherie ClarkÂ
There is a centre to every storm
There is a centre to every storm. Nature humbles us, eventually. It takes our arrogance and throws us to our knees.
Bully’s, victims and authorship
Bully’s, victims and authorship. It always takes two. We need to be responsible both for the words we speak and their intention, and the words that are spoken to us and our granting of them authority over us.
To step back into the field of a relationship after an absence requires a recalibration
To step back into the field of a relationship after an absence requires a recalibration. We humans are like notes. When we are in synchronicity, we have a harmonic.
A message to my beloved
A message to my beloved. In my daily contemplation, I have been inspired to write about the partner I am holding a place for. And to share it here….on my blog…in public
Universal Deceit, Revolutionary Acts, Speaking up
Universal Deceit, Revolutionary Acts, Speaking up
 During times of Universal deceit, telling the truth becomes a revolutionary act.
George Orwell
Living your genius. Why do we choose to live a half life?
Living your genius. Why do we choose to live a half life? Either we step fully into our genius, or we wither on the vine of half life.
Beauty of Beginnings is my attempt to capture life and contemplation in its sweet and sometimes painful moments.
I write them to inspire the infinite possibility we can create when we work together synergistically
I write them to challenge my own thinking – we all need that.
I write them to connect to you, to create a wholehearted invitation to move towards Syntropy
I write them as an expression of the very frontier I am on. Never perfect. Always curious. Constantly humbled by beauty and love.
Beauty will save the world. Without beauty we are naught. Towards beauty we bow.