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… Let your throat-song be clear and strong enough… … I was happy enough to stay still inside the pearl inside the shell, but the hurricane of experience lashed me out of hiding and made me a wave moving into … Read More
… Let your throat-song be clear and strong enough… … I was happy enough to stay still inside the pearl inside the shell, but the hurricane of experience lashed me out of hiding and made me a wave moving into … Read More
Enjoy Your Holiday… And Send Out Your Blessings… hither, tither, and yon…. You beings of light… so glad you are all in my life… See You Tuesday… William
… This is not a matter of changing anything but of not grasping anything, and of …. opening our eyes and our heart, again and again… – Jack Kornfield – PiYo Wednesday 8:00 am Be Well, William https://us02web.zoom.us/j/3570949096?pwd=RHFZYzUwVjNmazlWMndXWldwT0I2dz09 https://WilliamMalling.com/Donate
… The Impulse to Love ,,, If somebody were to cut me into a thousand pieces, every piece of me would say that it loves …. – Chris Lubbe – ( from up under apartheid) … for hate eats up the heart, … Read More
PiYo Wednesday 8:00 am Sleep Well… William https://us02web.zoom.us/j/3570949096?pwd=RHFZYzUwVjNmazlWMndXWldwT0I2dz09 https://WilliamMalling.com/Donate
PiYo Tuesday 7:00 am Sleep Well, William https://us02web.zoom.us/j/3570949096?pwd=RHFZYzUwVjNmazlWMndXWldwT0I2dz09 https://WilliamMalling.com/Donate
… Yesterday i spent the morning tending my wounds with the sun’s rays and brushing through my scars with sweet, honey like words. I spent the afternoon washing my sins away with warm salt water. I spent the evening in … Read More
… Tell no one else, only the wise For the crowd will sneer at one I wish to praise what is fully alive, What longs to flame toward death. When the calm enfolds the love nights That created you, where … Read More
… Come Ye Thankful people come, raise the song of harvest home. All is safely gathered in, let the winter storm begin… – A Hymn – As you enter the dark to wait on the light, may you find a … Read More
… When the violin can forgive the past It starts singing. When the violin can stop worrying about the future You will become Such a drunk laughing nuisance That God Will lean down And start combing you into Her Hair. … Read More