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When clouds of dissension swirl about you, rise above like an eagle.

Don’t let someone else’s thunder rain on your parade.

Realize; there are cracks in everything, that’s how the light gets in.

Let the power of lightning inspire you towards a brighter future.

Remember; some of the best things that happen are the one’s you never thought could.

Be grateful, a storm can deliver many gifts.

Welcome them with open arms.

 

Thank-you for following, reading, sharing and commenting – The Trefoil Muse

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Compassion is about forgiveness;                                                  Learn how to forgive;                          
Start with yourself...

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Trust in your instincts;

Follow your heart without delay;

This is how you become a leader.

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I am beyond the circle today, racing toward freedom.  “Oh, how I love to run.”

There is strength in my legs and courage in my heart.  My vision is keen.  I am galloping into uncharted territory but ancient wisdom within tells me I have traveled this path before.  I am not afraid.  With this knowledge, I strive forward gathering increased energy and speed.  The air on my face feels good.  It is cool and fresh.  My white mane and tail flow out behind me uninhibited.  I am breathing deeply, nostrils wide.  The inhalation of crisp translucent air has cleansed all senses.  My exhalations are mere puffs of white.  Purity has allowed my feet to float above the obstructions below so that I may glide along like wind.  All restrictions have been removed.  I have become a leader.  But, in my exuberance with the race toward freedom, I have forgotten my herd.  They have fallen behind. (more…)

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When you judge another; You are judging yourself; Let go of your illusions.

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Alight,

The moment you pause,

Then realize,

You have already landed at the spot,

You were meant to be.

 

 

 

 

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Circles

 

The moon was still high when Vesta emerged from the lean-to.  She knelt by the fire and added kindling to the embers coaxing it to flame then added larger pieces of wood.  She could hear steady rhythmic breathing and snores.  The babe still slept soundly as well.  Vesta was certain her daughter was in good hands.  She needed to go and quietly sit away from camp in order to decipher the dreams that so disturbed her rest.

A movement to her right caught her eye, a red fox. It had stolen a meaty bone and was scampering away from camp.  Sly little fox, they were never to be trusted Vesta had learned.  They’re too smart for their own good she remembered as she thought back to the time she’d watched one get over confident when trying to steal from a wolf.  Its greed had been its undoing.  But, that was nature’s way. The strongest and more intelligent species survived.

She wrapped a fur blanket around her shoulders and started walking through the foothills toward the flat land.  From the edge of a grove of trees, yellow eyes followed her.

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Spark of Life

“I’ll not be left here.”

“She speaks and, with stern words at that, Chin!”

Xheng’s eyes widened.  It was the first sentence Amarelle had spoken. The Captain relieved Amarelle of her abusive captor, the Preacher, almost a fortnight ago but she’d fallen into a mute silence after being rescued. He noticed a spark of life in her eyes.  Stiffness in her stance fore told a stubborn determination to have her way in this discussion.

“You are still too weak for a voyage over the ocean to the Canada’s, Amarelle,” Chin spoke his words softly and carefully so as not to cause the girl duress.

“I’ll not stay!” Amarelle stated with forceful intent.

“Well, she’s correct in thinking she can’t stay Chin!  The moment we are gone the Preacher will be claiming her once again and we can’t have that.  Gather up what tinctures you can for her and all the cheese, fat meats and bread makings you can to get her weight up while we journey.  Then procure some proper foot wear and clothing for the girl. She will be relegated to the Captain quarters while we sail.”

Smith gave Amarelle a quick once over.  The girl, although healing, was frail.  Outward bruising had disappeared but she had not overcome the trauma she’d endured at the Preacher’s hands.

“Deny her nothing Chin. Take her with you to gather her needs.  I suggest you hurray we leave on the tide come morning light.” (more…)

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There; within the dark recess of your mind lies the answer.

Go there.

You have powerful magic.

Be impeccable,” Nature whispered, “you are the light.”

All the magic you possess is based on your word.” Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements

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You’re being watched…

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