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Walking bare feet

Walking bare feet... Being vulnerable.

Walking bare feet… Being vulnerable, rooted, earthed. Keep contact with reality

The bank of roses

Bank of the roses. An old Irish folk song dear to many lovers, sitting on a bench of red rose petals.

Beware the dinosaur living in all of us… fearsome, aweful and stupid. A narrow mind

Dance Me… an invitation to join in the dance of Creation and Creator. Let us seek peace, be instruments of peace

Drops of heavy rain on water

The rain. Too much or not enough. Quantity matters and so does time. For some a joy, for others a pain.