🌿📖 On this Earth Day, I offer no event—only a pause. A breath. A quiet moment of remembrance.

Let us remember the Earth not as a resource, but as a relative.

Not as scenery, but as story.

Not as something to save, but as something we *are.*

This group has shifted in recent weeks, as have many of us. It has become a quieter, deeper space—one of story as medicine, myth as mirror, and literature as a lighthouse.

If you’re still here, you’re here for a reason.

And if you feel called to part ways, that’s honored too.

This space is now for those walking the long shoreline of wonder—where poetry, identity, and memory meet the sacred.

[Thank you for being part of this story.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjOhZZyn30k&list=RDroPQ_M3yJTA&index=13) 📖🌿

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Chapter 1
Remembering [the calm](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwEaQk5VeS4) embrace of quiet.

it is okay to feel safe.

although I may flinch
at my thoughts.
they crash like tides
of violent storms
I have spent lifetimes
within.

my fear has enabled
my survival.
thank you,
darkness,
for keeping me
safe.
then.
for so
so
long.

today,
I learn to see
you.
let us rest
here
together.
this island
is our remembered
safety.
before it all
became
too much.

when skies
were blue
and grande.
when innocence
was
protected.

let us rest
here
together.

the tides may
continue to
swirl
and
rage.

but here,

it is safe to be okay.

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Chapter 2
The mulberries.

Today, on the bridge of land between two lakes, I picked rubbish from tall grasses. As I stretched through the barbed fence, I peeled away an old plastic bag stuck to the ground. It came away in pieces. Thoughts flash, and I worry about the animals. I try to pick up as many pieces as I can, but I can't get it all. I get caught in the barbed fence, my arms scraped by thorny vines.

I tell nature I'm sorry. That I did my best.

I stand up and look at the thorny vines. And see mulberries. The little kid in me remembers them from long ago. When sugar was needed for the bitterness.

I carefully reach through the barbed fence again and gently pick a ripe one. Purple as that part of nightfall that begins to sigh and settle.

It's sweet, and the little kid in me does a skip. I walk along the fence and pick several, savoring each one. Showing gratitude. And thinking how it's always amazing when looking closely at nature and seeing her wonders. Just waiting there to be noticed.

Gifts of abundance are all around, when developing [perspective.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjVQ36NhbMk)

[::::](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPXztMXw4LQ)

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Chapter 3
The Orchestra.

On the shoreline of wonder, night approaches. I sit in lotus position and greet the stars.

Lighting a candle, I whisper these truths:

For all the lost ones who have denied the light within their own souls,

for all the lost ones who met my kindness and warmth with cold judgment and criticism,

for all the lost ones who fiercely grip control and force when new seasons remind it is time to tend the cracked soil with renewal and growth,

for all the lost ones who denied my sovereignty, I say it is not your place to decide,

for all the lost ones who continue to believe in shadows within the cave because it is safe, I say may you one day feel love for yourself enough to wish for more,

for all the lost ones who cut me with their lies, I say I see behind your masks, and know that you are still beautiful, but your burdens, projections, fears, unhappiness, and discomforts are yours to carry,

for all the lost ones who preach what I should and shouldn't do, think or shouldn't think, I say, look within your self,

for all the lost ones who tried to cut me down and make me small enough to fit within their limited beliefs and narratives, I say my roots, my branches, my joy are far too big to ever be confined,

for all the ones who deny my voice, I say...

I sing.

Darkness falls.
I am unafraid.
Winds carry my songs
of unity and remembrance
through the grasses,
through the spring flowers,
and through the treetops
to greater heights.

And together—
nature and I—
the souls of all who remember,
sing the chorus
of life.

Our orchestra continues.
[Everlasting.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KU5o6M7S5nQ)

[[walking through meadows.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=428zWT8w8IE)]

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Chapter 4
Safe home within self is [glorious](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BW9Fzwuf43c).

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Chapter 5
Dream forms in the quiet stillness of night.

[when magic whispers.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bi0B0mM60MU)

and stars vibrate with remembered knowing.

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🌱 Living Classics: Timeless Literature & Soulful Stories 📚

The Bridge Within.

🌿 A Moment for Mother Earth. A Message from the Shoreline.🐬

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Join me for an exclusive opportunity to ask any questions you may have about positive reinforcement, dog training, the underlying philosophy, and the tools you can use. My goal is to help you understand that many trainers are still using outdated methods—methods that new trainers, who are studying dog psychology, would never utilize. Unfortunately, these outdated approaches often come with a high price tag.

**What to expect** : Each session will last 30 minutes and will be conducted via Zoom, providing you with a private setting to discuss your questions with me.

**What you will need** : This event is strictly donation-based, meaning you can contribute any amount you can afford. However, a donation is required to participate. A Zoom link will only be sent to those who have donated.

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Aloha Friday 

This is a soft landing space for LGBTQAI+ community members and allies to gather in gentle reflection, deep respect, and shared resonance.

We’ll begin with a brief grounding meditation to center the space.
From there, we’ll highlight a rotating LGBTQAI+ writer, poet, artist, musician, or activist—someone whose voice has brought meaning, truth, and transformation into the world. Their story or work will serve as the evening’s focal point, offering a collective point of connection without placing any individual in the spotlight.

We'll then open the space for quiet reflection, meaningful shares, or simply presence. There's no pressure to speak, explain, or discuss personal experiences. Listening is a valid and powerful form of participation.

This gathering is meant to be nourishing, not demanding. Sacred, not performative.

All expressions and identities welcome in full respect.

Rainbow Nations: Two Spirit Indigenous Wisdom

Michele L

🌈 Rainbow Bridge – A Heartspace for LGBTQIA+ Souls 🌤️

**An Event of Literary Listening & Soul Notes: The Silence In-Between.**
So many rush past the softness, fearing what it might awaken. But you—*you* stop. You listen. You *feel.* And in doing so, you remind the world of the very magic it has forgotten.

This first gathering in our Living Classics series is an invitation to sit with stillness, feel with openness, and reconnect with the echoes that live in the quiet corners of story and sound. There is wisdom in the hush, beauty in the pause, and memory in the spaces between.

Together, we will explore a curated constellation of literary, musical, and poetic moments—woven together to illuminate *The Silence In-Between.*

This is not a lecture, but a literary soul salon—an atmosphere of deep listening and reflection. Sharing is always welcome but never required. Simply bring your heart, your attention, and your presence. Let the words and music speak to you in their own time.

✨ Let’s read with presence, not just intellect.

Literary Listening & Soul Notes: The Silence In-Between

🎤🌹 **You’re invited to the first Rose Room Spoken Word Hour.**
**Theme: *Roses in Concrete***
Inspired by Tupac Shakur’s poetry.

Step into a space where truth is spoken, not hidden.

This isn’t a performance. It’s a pulse.

Whether you're a poet, a storyteller, or simply someone with a fire inside—come share your voice or witness others rising in theirs. No judgment. No pressure. Just rhythm, release, and realness.

Bring your words. Bring your wounds. Bring your strength.

We grow between the cracks.

🕯️ *All identities welcome. All truths honored.*
This is a safe space for all, rooted on common ground, mutual respect, dignity, understanding, kindness, and the power of imagination.

*Speak like the mic is your mirror.*

🌹 The Rose Room: LGBTQAI+ Poetry Group 🌈🌩️

The Rose Room Spoken Word Hour: Roses in Concrete.

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