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 Angels Dance

By Liam

Now day departs and seeks its rest,

Soft gold still lingers in the west.

The sky dissolves in shifting light,

Blues to crimson, then to night.

Yes! you, an angel dancing high,

Across the quiet evening sky.

Clouds become your gentle flight,

Again, you drift into my sight.

Your horizon now meets my gaze,

You search the night with tender words.

With stars, with sparks, with dreams unseen,

Then flashes where our souls convene.

Together there, we shape and write

A cosmos born of purest light,

A heaven woven, bright and free

Our silent book, our mystery.

Now I close my eyes in sleep,

This wonder in my breast I keep,

Until at dawn, on morning’s wing,

We wake once more, and rise to sing.

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Getting better with age is a reflection of living, consciously, coherently, willfully, and lovingly.

The Art of Growing Better: Creativity as a Compass for a Life Well Lived

This vision sees aging as an ascent rather than a decline, a chance to become more fully ourselves. Creativity lies at the heart of our journey, guiding us to live awakened, aware, aligned, intentional, and loving lives.

Living Consciously: Creativity as Awareness

Creative expression deepens self-awareness. Through writing, art, or other mediums, we discover hidden feelings and gain insights, helping us live more intentionally and authentically.

Living Coherently: Creativity as Meaning-Making

Life can be chaotic, but creativity helps us connect the pieces into a meaningful whole. Through stories, art, or rituals, we shape our experiences into narratives that make sense and reflect who we are.

Living Willfully: Creativity as Agency

To create is to exercise choice and power. As we age, creativity keeps us actively shaping our lives instead of simply accepting circumstances. It affirms that we’re still growing and capable.

Living Lovingly: Creativity as Connection

Creativity is an act of love. It lets us share insights & thoughts with others, build connections, and leave behind traces of beauty and care. Through creative acts, we show that we were here—and that we loved.

Conclusion: The Masterpiece of a Life well Live

In the end, getting better with age is less about preserving youth and more about deepening soul. It is about becoming more fully alive, more awake, more intentional, and more connected. Creativity makes this possible. It is how we dance with time instead of resisting it. It is how we adapt, heal, grow, and love more fiercely with every passing year.

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What strategies do you use to increase comfort in your daily life?

A comfortable and fulfilling life does not arise from chance; it is shaped by deliberate habits and attitudes. Three pillars—cleanliness, organization, and planning—stand at the core of this design.

Cleanliness is more than mere hygiene. It fosters health, mental clarity, and a sense of dignity. A clean environment soothes the mind, reduces stress, and signals respect—for oneself and for others. It is the physical foundation upon which order can be built.

Organization transforms chaos into coherence. It is the art of assigning everything its proper place, whether in physical spaces, digital files, or one’s thoughts. An organized life frees time and mental energy, making daily routines smoother and decisions easier. It nurtures efficiency and reduces the anxiety that disorder breeds.

Planning projects the mind into the future. It is the conscious act of anticipating needs, allocating resources, and setting goals. With good planning, life’s unpredictabilities become more manageable. It allows for proactive living rather than reactive existence, creating room for growth, creativity, and enjoyment.

Together, cleanliness, organization, and planning form a powerful triad. They enable a life that feels controlled yet flexible—a life where comfort, purpose, and readiness coexist. Embracing these attributes paves the way toward not just a well-planned life, but a well-lived one.

Liam

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Gratitude

How do you express your gratitude?

“I am grateful for the quiet gifts that shape my days — for moments of kindness, for the beauty that waits patiently in ordinary things, and for the unseen grace that holds me even when I am unaware. I give thanks for those I love and for the chance to begin again each morning, carrying forward a deeper sense of wonder and belonging.” Liam

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Quietude 

by Liam

A handshake…

 this simple moment of presence.

Your child’s laughter, sudden and bright,

like a bird startled into song.

The August rain,

softening the grass under my feet,

and the patient rhythm of the sea ….

eternal, like my first deep breath in the morning.

A glass of wine with dad,

that silent enjoyment of time passing gently.

The grace of easing someone’s pain…

as if your hands remembered

they were created for this.

And love…

not hurried, but intense and slow,

together under the watchful shade of the moon.

Our souls meeting again,

stronger for the intimacy  we enjoy.

Life, quietly , remains

the most astonishing gift.

It is from here…

this place of sacred normality…

that we learn to stop,

Allowing the small things to speak.

These, they are the truest.

They fade not.

They dwell inside us like embers,

warming us when we feel cold.

And this is why we go on …

because even in the quietude,

we are being told who we truly are.

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Music

By Liam

Dance, spin, and soar,

not as an escape, but as a return.

This rhythm is older than breath,

deeper than quietude.

It’s as we began.

A pulse in the dark,

a whisper blowing between stars.

The music waits,

not here in the noise of the world

but in the hush beneath it’s appearance.

When the body loosens its grip

and the soul steps forward,

bare and trembling,

then the ringing begins

pure and vast,

the long, clear tones

of the cosmos remembering itself.

O how the energy moves in me,

not frantic, but free.

The spheres humming in holy accord,

lifting us again and again

like breeze whirling over open fields,

like joy spilling out from love.

To be lost in flow

is to be found by grace.

To move without need

is to be moved by something

wider than will.

There, in motion

unbound and unburdened,

I felt at last…

not the music I sought,

but the music I’ve become.

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The Brushstroke 

by Liam

There is an artist,

Not apart from you, but pulsing in your very breath.

There was an artist,

Creating long before the cry of your first light.

There shall always be an artist,

Alive in the quiet flame of your becoming.

You are the brushstroke of the Eternal,

Painting the canvas of each day with your presence.

Each morning you waken the dawn,

Summoning gold from the hush of shadow.

From the invisible, you call forth wonder,

Shaping creation from the silence of soul.

A star has kindled deep within your being,

Its radiance not seen by the Sun,

But known in the marrow of your being.

It outshines the wild surge of the sea,

Moves beyond the mighty pulse of the surf.

Let this fire infuse your moment,

Let your hands create with sensations of longing,

Until the world feels the love of your light.

Becoming the art you were born to reveal.

Becoming the blessing you already are.

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Climb

by Liam

When your soul searches for answers,

Go deep—scale the vast immensity, climb!

The cliffs, the cracks, the sacred crevices

Of your own magnificence.

Embrace it all—fully, without fear,

For your thirst will only be quenched 

From the fountainhead of self.

“Where?” the traveler whispered.

“Here,” the echo replied,

“Where insight meets recognition.”

This knowing lives within you—always has.

Let greatness be your mountain.

We all must climb with humble steps,

Toward the truth:

For you are, and always have been, whole.

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All You See in Me

by liam

I want to become 

what you see in me~

not the worn style 

of my own hesitation,

but the quickening grace

awakened by your gaze.

Your seeing transforms me

as if already whole~

as if cracks were not flaws,

but openings for light.

In your presence,

my innermost peace rises,

Absent of fear,

patient as rock.

You do not name me

by my inadequacies ~

you name me

by my transcendence. 

How is it

you recognize the path

before my own feet

have walked it?

I carry so many shadows,

yet you speak

as if I were made from the rays of dawn.

And so I stand

at the threshold

of your sight~

not to perform,

not to prove anything,

but to simply unfold.

Allow me to transmigrate

into that vision,

let me shed

the husks of my doubt,

and wear instead

the fashion,

your love remembers.

For perhaps……

what you recognize in me

is not a dream,

but this very soul

I have yet to welcome

home.

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the Soul

by Liam

Remember my beloved,

not as an act of memory 

but as an insight~

a soft turning toward

the beginning of your beginning still breathes.

For within the archives of your memory

there waits a threshold,

a gate not made by hands

Yet which opens by the ache of love.

You stood there once~

before your naming, before the remembrance 

and the insight that met you then

And has never ceased to seek you since.

Here,

you will not become more,

nor less~

but completely and wholly

what you have always been:

a flame within the great fire,

a note in the eternal sound,

a soul returning to source.

In this sanctuary,

at the very center of your heart,

there is a joy beyond song,

not even happiness, but belonging;

not escape, but homecoming.

To become everything

is to become nothing~

and in this disappearance 

you again become one.

Not as before,

but as forever.

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