St GEORGIA & Boo

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  • the interior castle

      the calling There is a secret place.  A radiant sanctuary.  As real as your own kitchen. More real than that. Constructed of the purest elements. Overflowing with ten thousand beautiful things. Worlds within worlds. Forests, rivers. Velvet coverlets thrown over featherbeds, fountains bubbling beneath a canopy of stars. Bountiful forests, universal libraries. A wine…

  • young body. old soul.

    Her feet bare more of that of ninety years, They are more weathered than any explanation can offer They are feet that have walked this earth many many times, I know this to be true. She is remembering rather than learning, Her purpose is strong like a ferocious wind, She is going to move through this…

  • I have lots of things to teach you now..

    I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don’t worry. It’s all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just…

  • and I know that..

    And I know I am deathless. I know this orbit of mine cannot be swept by a carpenters compass. ..I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood, I see that the elementary laws never apologize. I recon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by after all.…

  • takings from, Whitman’s Leaves of Grass

      takings from, Whitman’s Leaves of Grass.

  • takings from, Whitman’s Leaves of Grass

      I exist as I am, that is enough If no other in the world be aware, I sit content And if each and all be aware I sit content.   Whoever degrades another degrades me… and whatever is done or said, returns at last to me, And whatever I do or say I also…