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As the enchanting scent of rose triggers us to ecstatic joy, so the delight of new cocreations and new friends warms our hearts.
The day brings growth to the goddess,
midmorning confronting the inner masculine,
midday confronting her own shadow and dark side,
and night time her own inner child...
and that is oversimplifying the day :-)
So, all those thorns? ...to protect what from what? who from who?
As usual, the answer is?
...love, of course! ...for yourself!
i would truly like to see everyone free to be...
so many have shut down into little contained restrained survivals,
habitual roles, personas, smartphone friends,
and a complete inability or unwillingness
to risk the threat of intimacy with anyone
who actually shows up in a body near them,
dares to open their hearts and make eye contact
for more than than the acquaintance level of 2 seconds.
It truly seems to be the zombie apocalypse!
Wake Up!