Buddha was never a woman?

“Excuse me, what is this?”. “Protection… accident… spiriiiit.” – he replied in simple English. With the way he was driving a little protection wouldn’t hurt, I was thinking to myself, staring at an unusual talisman hanging from his rearview mirror. I was so absorbed by the play of its colors and dangling sounds, that I completely forgot my initial

12 Days of Xmas: Self-love

My really good WP galpal Sindy, from http://bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com, launched a 12 Days of Christmas prompt to celebrate our blogging connections and share our positive images for the coming year. You can read the first posts in the series here: Three Wise Men (http://bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com/2013/12/14/three-wise-men/) 12 Days of Christmas: Magic (http://holley4734.wordpress.com/2013/12/15/12-days-of-christmas-magic/) I won’t lie to you, this past year,

Angel of Love

She was very quiet Like a starry winter sky Yet her eyes would glitter Even when she would be shy. In her chest was fire And there’s still its burning flame Unextinguished desire To play this neverending game. Her garden was full of color Many parties in her home Indefinite desire To find a peaceful