Presence of Magic

By on October 21, 2008 in Inspiration

On the bus back from Vallarta I close my eyes. I lift my head up to catch every last bit of breeze as it licks the sea, soaks itself up with a sultry touch of the sun, then finds its way to my thirsty body. I can

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About Brynne

Mother, transpersonal psychologist, writer, lover of the sea, of soft eyes and of gentle hearts, I am standing before a grand canvas of white, a million canisters of paint below me, brush in hand....smiling with delight at the life I get to continuously design. Oh, and I love birthday cake. That, I cannot forget to mention.
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4 Responses to Presence of Magic

  1. Everyday October 21, 2008 at 11:43 am #

    Thanks for the breezy bus ride.

  2. Alsterberg October 25, 2008 at 8:54 am #

    beautiful

  3. Soulitude October 25, 2008 at 10:07 am #

    Brynne! Your writing is mesmerizing…thoughful and filled with sensory goodness. Thanks for this post and for the essence of presence that it oozes. It's not often that we allow ourselves inside the present moment as you have here…thanks for sharing your wisdom in such a brilliant way.

    In Harmony,

    Debra

  4. Zaskoda October 28, 2008 at 2:27 pm #

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