What a beautiful morning, the British summer has arrived - finally! They call it an Indian summer, I don't know why. The shaman has awoken too in fighting spirit this morning with the rising of the sun across the misty fields, etching out the myriad of spiders webs in the trees and grasses. The fox has been in the night and left the tell tale sign it had another pigeon. The horses are running today, the sun will be on their backs and there is plenty of money to be made.
Thanks too to Ramonne for the stirring passion in her ink and Spliff's fine tale of Wild Willie, check out their recent sets in MR & post your praise people!!!
Remember we stand on a planet suspended in space that is not only turning on it's own axis but is travelling at a speed in excess 65,000 miles an hour around our very own star the sun and yet it doesn't stir a single hair on our bodies. Feel the movement, hear the hum, Life is miraculous. Don't get caught in the mundane human existence that may be around you. Let your heart sing and your spirit soar for then you will create magic for it is within you......
Thanks too to Ramonne for the stirring passion in her ink and Spliff's fine tale of Wild Willie, check out their recent sets in MR & post your praise people!!!
Remember we stand on a planet suspended in space that is not only turning on it's own axis but is travelling at a speed in excess 65,000 miles an hour around our very own star the sun and yet it doesn't stir a single hair on our bodies. Feel the movement, hear the hum, Life is miraculous. Don't get caught in the mundane human existence that may be around you. Let your heart sing and your spirit soar for then you will create magic for it is within you......