August 26, 2004

August 26, 2004 04:14 AM

today was a time of reflection and peace. i worked in the garden and did walking meditation on the path. this is a time of radical change in my life. it is a time of heavy endings. “when one door closes, another one opens.” the result : I have not lost my innocence. I have not lost my faith in the existence of good. I continue to bathe in light and a flame tickles my heart. There is no cold draft upon my shoulders. Instead the sun warms when I see Bartholomew smiling. I wear a dark purple dress, lipstick called Morocco, and blush called Zen.