Secret Happiness Dreams.
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“Take my hand,” he said.
“I’m your primal fire; and together we’ll make stars explode.”
But first it’s the ritual bath cleansing with epsom salts and eucalyptus.
And she reached out and kissed each of his fingers before that small surrender, before lacing hers within his.
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Dreamwalker
2 years ago
“Do not be afraid,” he said, and squeezed her hand in his.
“I belong with you as completely as you belong to me.”
And with that, he lifted a palmful of water and let it drip into her hair.
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Khandroma
2 years ago
Deep, contented sigh. YES, YES!
This is what it’s all about. DIALOGUE in the liminal spaces. Bridging the gap from my thoughts to your words to your own, unique scent of a piece. Sacred rite. I appreciate your contributions, Dreamwalker. They do not go unnoticed. The guidance, the support, lights my heart aflame. It makes Khandroma sing… bells on the wind.
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Khandroma
2 years ago
Belonging to… belonging with… I get it. I am it. Cleansing water all over me, rebirthing me in an instant, facades falling away, radiant core emerging to SHINE to give to breathe me.
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