Tag soul work

the catacombs of the inner life

the heart ripped out into blue wonderment

grace & gravity….the trenches of grit

possessed by the glare of incandescent soul

soil of the soul speaks in flowers

chasing our tail & why letting go is the answer….

flames of divinity blazing in pure color

can’t hide from kitsch, drama & thorns….

down to the beach & under the deep

those little buds are coming ’round…finding spring…

the drudgery of the human condition…& yet, it’s a new day….

beauty exploding…a pulsing reality…

filling the well & leaks & doubt

iconic discernment & our conflicts with meaning

fearlessness, wonderment & a little glitter