I Celebrate Myself…

To Crave…what will be one day.

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I am listening to Soul Eyes by John Coltrane. What a Sultry piece. Perfect for a lazy Sunday morning like this one. I crave fresh figs, a Sunday paper that’s physically laying on my kitchen table, fresh squeezed orange juice, eggs to whisk,lips to kiss, and hugs to give to little, lively, bodies…


Author: ngalanjala

I Have Learned So much from God That I can no longer Call Myself A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, A Buddhist, a Jew. The Truth has shared so much of Itself With me That I can no longer call myself A man, a woman, an angel, Or even pure Soul. Love has Befriended Hafiz so completely It has turned to ash And freed Me Of every concept and image My mind has ever known. ~ Hafiz ~

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