Rosa Mystica The season’s last gift of roses beckon you and me To stand beneath our nuptial bower canopy. Golden sunset’s brilliant star, our familial witness, Cupped within a silver chalice, our beloved Venus. Those roses that once were buds When last, this way we came, A cup of wholeness, now exclaim Our rosy heartsContinue reading “Anna, Rosa Mystica”
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Mother Mary
Yes, Love, it is me, be at Peace. You ask who you were, yet you don’t really want to to know who you were at that period when you were with us. I want to tell you, you were so dearly loved, and you has been a great presence for us. We have gone throughContinue reading “Mother Mary”
Becoming Lotus 