My Heart is a treaSure box

Time is short, or is it long?

I’ll breathe my fire on you

While we wait to find out

When something comes into my life, it brings a message. It’s hard to describe but there is beauty in it, a beauty for me to watch and listen and ride the waves of the message, slow down, allow for the big messages to come, and allow for the details to come into focus.

I was listening to a very wise person last weekend who was talking about realizing… oh, I can’t remember exactly what he said, just, that the golden, golden, light was emanating, and resonating in my heart, and how what he said helped me understand the gift of being me, of being alive. That’s a good message, worth keeping in my treasure box (my heart) and savoring.

Obsidian dragon carved by Leandro