In Praise. You are the most awesome ever.

in my unbidden attempt at being in connection with a creator of my understanding, i wish to discuss Praise.

i like to hear nice words being said about me.  i like the sound of my name on my lovers lips and when i hear the words from T&T/co. that sounds like quote, ” You Rule,” there is a smile both warm and sincere that takes comfortable residence upon my face; above my chin and below the devilish twinkle in my eyes.

i am pretty sure that we, some of us at least, share in these tendencies.  The same must be then true for God.

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You are pretty amazing.  Breathing and making your way from sun up to sun down with mostly no instructions and quite a few choices.  You are doing a bang up job there with your most important relationships and I am proud to be a witness.

To the vulnerable men out there, I applaud you.  As do many of my sisters.  Sisters, you are multi-faceted with room to expand.  I exalt thee; as do many of our men.  As Adele (the other one) says, “we are close enough to start a war. ”  Let’s skip it though, Being more alike than in dislike.

Instead I bow down to you all for walking step by step nearer to each other and to I.  We are Beautiful Together.  Bravery, Power, Insight.  There are so many words to describe you.

Your commitment to evolution and transformation is wondrous and I giggle while jumping up and down with delight at your audacity and spunk.  At the same time you are perfect just as you are.  Where are you going?  Is right here not good enough? Can I come too?  Let’s Play!

In praise of You, Us, We.  Sending Praises to the birds and the trees and the sunrise each morning both fresh and sturdy; dependable.  In Praise of those that supply our food on and off the farm, at our tables and in our carts.  In praise of those that continue to seek out the likeness in their neighbors, in nature, in it all.

In Praise of my Sisters much older than I.  Who came before.  Who fought and won.  Who live out loud, coach our broken and joyous hearts, cheer on our escapades, cry with & laugh at. My sweet sweet sisters who pull us out of the dark and illuminate what is most profound and healing within us…. I bow to you.

In praise of my Sisters who jump and scream and run for hours.  Those that propel and express (sometimes after cocktails) secrets deeply moving, scary and real.  Those that twist their brains, run and kick, sweat, and swim in pools fully clothed.  You, my young maidens delectable and plentiful.  You precious lass you.  I love you.

In Praise of the Men who hug and toil, touch, and prove steady.  You that run hot & on fire all systems go.  You with treasure.  You with talent.  Praises to the creatives and the executives, the labors, and dreamers.  Men, you each are stunning.  I am proud to stand with you.  Want to wrestle?…

To my Sages both past and present.  Namaste.  Aloha.  Blessing & Peace to you and yours.  Praises for Christ & the lesson of Agape.  Praises to Buddha for the gift of Insight.  Praises to The High Priestess and Magician.

Praises to each and to that which is greater.  My Beloved.  My Teacher. God and Goddess Divine.  Zoe our spark…praises to you with all my heart.  Rising within. Pulse and Prana.  Consciousness and Bliss.  Welcome my Beloved.  Our Breath is One.  Holy Spirit I most welcome your Rapture.  To thee, Radiant Self.

I Praise you Divine Master.  Brother Sister Friend and Lover.  I Praise You.  I Love You.  I Bow.  I Submit to We.

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