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home for rent in bali
hey family..my being dances in this sacred island, bali, lushin ouuut.. creating my dreams n visionss.
i just recently moved out of my old place in paoygan and into a beauiful home behind da moneky forest. it has 2 structures.. and a pretty little faery garden.. was wondering if anyone interested in renting one of da houses it has its own bathroom and share kitchen with me email me and let me know,
much luuuv..
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*me jumpin of da cliff into da arms of mama india******
~golden glimpses are penetrating the veils of illusionallowing the grace of spirit to flow through all that is~.
~sacred sacred moments~
sensations moving up and down my spinemy body and mind coordinates the movements of my eyes.
inserting the ancestral knowledge the mountains, the sky
the rivers, the trees are teaching me
reminding myself that i began from the centre
of the stars with love and truth
knowing that every little part of me is ever changing
in sacred sacred moments
inhalation of holy smoke
i blink my eyes through the spirits of fire
to learn....
to burn.. tobacco and sage
into my lungs.. my heart.. my soul..
exhaling out in prayer for u
i kneel in worship
humbly bow my head to meet me again in u
i place my hands in a mudra of eternal harmony
i sing u songs and build u alters
of crystals and flowers
Holy mama gaia
i walk with circles of ashes on my palms
and mudd offerings on my feet for the sunn
i look through the mirror of the moon
and i lite a candle for u
knowing that i will see u soon.
to love u and me so much
and then to let u go
and watch me groww
sow the seed to know and trust that
*we are all children of the light*
a todos que yo mencontre en mexico
~gracias a ti, ayudar mi en crescier~
^
kill ur ego freeeee ur consciousness****
its not about the outside inthe truth is from the inside outt
medicine journey
blowin my mind and heart right open. the sound of conversation islike the telling of ancient ballads, the movement of the stars like poetry and
water. So real to be facing death, to walk in the halls where my loved ones
suffered and surrendered, and to see the faces of those left behind with the
shadow of death upon them.
the mountain side caught on fire, and through the
haze i could see stars and peak of lions head mountain.
looking deep into the mirrors of the secret dakini
seeing my shadow as dark as night
frightened by the reflection
humbled by my weakness
bringing me to where earth meets water meets sky
fullfilled until there was a crying of freedom
i walk in between the worlds
rememberance of this infinite love
dancing with all that is
seduced by the forces above,
from the fire within.
through the world of space
into the essence of the ocean
of the spirit
Practice rememberance of the spirit
practice concentration of spirit
in balance of soul
pouring out in offering coz
love love love is the fabric of all,
<3
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