Friday, June 11, 2004

Plucking Flower Petals...





He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not.....



or maybe it goes like this...



Happy. Unhappy. Happy. Unhappy. Happy. Unhappy. Happy. Unhappy....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Feel the petal-like quality of your own thoughts. Be yourselves in the moment and, again, what is the power of the present!

You have the same energy, and it sings within your being. You need not be shy of it. It is your own! You need not look to gurus, or gods. It dwells within you!