Like a bride and her maids, adorned in the handmade lace of God, the tiny grove of Aspen trees stand shimmering in the morning mist.


I watch you tremble, like a shy young virgin on her wedding night.  A ray of sunshine illuminates your shimmering veil held in place by birds of sky blue.



Aspen (Photo credit: Wikipedia)held in place by birds of sky blue.

Surrounded by your sisters, the breeze ruffles your petticoats in a joyous celebration of innocence and youth.


The wind whistles a cosmic love song, while the softly falling rain whispers the knowledge every young bride must know.


As I watch you drift away in the morning mist, I feel an empty place in my heart for beauty so exquisite, yet so fleeting.


By Jane Johnson





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WELCOME TO OUR BLOG WHERE WOMEN SHARE THEIR KNOWLEDGE AND CREATIVITY ON THE PATH TO ENLIGHTENMENT. We are two women sharing our thoughts, reflections and creativity. Stormy My name is Stormy and I have spent the last 20 years working on my spiritual growth and enlightenment. I still have a long way to go, but with your help I know I’ll keep growing, learning and expanding. Shar My name is Shar and I am a meditation, yoga and Qigong practitioner. I love to cook. I am vegan. I love to walk in nature, sing, drum, play guitar, write and spend time with family and friends.

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