Pattern Recognition And The Evolution Of Consciousness. The patterns they are not are own, they are within us and around us, we must remember our place, the sacredness of all things, these patterns reflecting back there beauty as our own. As above, so below. To maintain our story and the stories of others, we must evolve together or be forever silenced by our own hand. Recoginizing Patterns in The Chaos.

Pintando el mono un boletín electrónico a la vez. Seeing as how I just gave a lesson in Relief Society about setting goals, I thought I might follow my own advice and do it too! My second goal is a bit trickier. My mother can knit, but unfortunately I never thought about learning until after we moved to Texas! Purposes of life are agreed upon. Plans are considered to bring about goals.

Trying to give words to my emotions. I burned as rain kissed her. While she looked up in ecstasy. Making her surrender to their whims. Her body radiating heat through the wet gown. I envied those rain drops. Mocking at my helpless lusty gaze. Stood looking her in a haze. Paint a rainbow for me. My heart skipped a bit.

A blog devoted to sharing the journeys of my heart. The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. Blogs I Love to Read. And then there were 3.

Another Year has flew by.