Bee YOU tiful Bryna bee Rose...

LOADS OF LOVE YOUR WAY GORGEOUS!

You are living light and sound. Thank you for being.

Ahhhhh how i miss this sumptous goddess of the islands... may your dayz be filled with sweet scents of flowers and tropical fruits in the salty breezes, and your tastebuds rejoice in avocadoes and lilikoi washed down with the milk of young coconuts. Miss B you are loved loved loved, and as you are sending so much light and beauty in the omniverse it is no wonder why!! May your feet feel the soft caress of sandy beaches and warm ocean water after walking on any of the rough roads, rocks and root downs. Juicy life of wonder, joy and bliss to you Bryna!

Dance your belly button in waves and allow your hips raw style of the passion inside, shine shine shine dear one! May our paths connect with each other's again soon......

HUGZ AND KISSES

*Bliss*

"Orion's house has been transformed!", I thought to myself as I walked in to find an auborn haired goddess standing before me. The beautiful creature smiled as she was brushing her long tresses beneth Persian tapistries. This was my first meeting with Bryna Rose and my life will never be the same!
My friend, fellow dancer, and Waimanalo neighbor astounds me with every meeting. Sometimes I find myself gazing at the light eminating from her and contimplate all of the facets of her being, wondering if it possible to ever truely know this womyn. Luckily, I have the rest of my life to find out!

when i think of Brynna i imagine a famous painting;
the birth of venus by boticelli
the one in which Venus rises from an ornate seashell, clothed only by her graceful hands and flowing russet locks. To her right is Zephyrus, the god of the west wind and to her left is Horae, goddess emmanation of the seasons and fertility. Horae holds a luxuriant cloth to Venus that is blown away by the wind of Zephyr, or perhaps the beauty of Venus herself pushes the cloth away. and behind Venus, flowers dance in the delight of her aura, in celebration of the blessing of her being.

when i paint this picture in my mind i see a multicolor sea of aquatic life. In the center is a golden oyster shell revealing an enormous pearl from which Brynna emerges. Her legs and feet are continuous with the pearl and her skin glistens with oyster slick which curiously has the scent of lilikoi.
and the breath that Zephyrus bestows on her is the spirit of Makua.
and Horae on her right takes the form of a classic pen and scroll with wings.
and the dancing flora releases a mystical pollen to the salty air. the two combine and provide her pen with eternal ink.
(And those of us who truly have experienced the delight of Brynna's being know the story from here on out.)
and we are blessed by her beauty, wisdom, and wit as we follow the trails of her sea pollen ink to find ourselves.
A classic goddess she is.