Birds from Ireland ~

Fish fish fish I just love fish so this puffin told me wexford ireland.

  • Birds ~
  • BIRDS ~
    ~ Many-banded aracari,(Pteroglossus pluricinctus) . ~ The many-banded aracari, or many-banded araçari is a species of bird in the Ramphastidae family. Birds©
  • BIRDS ~ Volcano Hummingbird (Selasphorus flammula) in Panama by Miguel “Siu” on flickr.
    ~ Blue grosbeak (Passerina caerulea) . ~ Photo by : Thy Bun ~ The blue grosbeak is a medium-sized seed-eating bird in the same family as the northern cardinal, "tropical" or New World buntings, and "cardinal-grosbeaks" or New World grosbeaks.
  • Quetzal ~ Bird
    ~ Quetzal (Female) are strikingly colored birds in the trogon family. . ~ photo by : Alfredo lrizarry

Intimacy ~

So here I tell you, no relationship is easy, but if you’re willing to make it worth it you will.

Many relationships fail because they stop trying

What you start looking for is someone to come into your life understanding you.

No one said that finding your soulmate was a walk in the park . It’s hard work Darling.

The hardest thing in life is to find that one thing in life that’s lights your fire.

Never ever let anyone or anything steel that passion from you.

Soulmates fit together like a horse and carriage

Soulmates nurture each other to be the very best of each other.

Soul Mate~

A person who you have an immediate connection the moment you meet them – a connection so strong that you are drawn to them in a way you have never experienced before. As the connection develops over time, you experience a love so deep, strong and complex, that you begin to doubt you have never loved before.

Your Soulmate understand and connects with you on every level, that brings a sense of peace, calmness and happiness when your together.

Soul Mate
Letter to my Husband ©
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The First Dream ~

and as I lean against the door of sleep

The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight

I begin to think about the first person to dream,

draped in the skins of animals

talking to each other only in vowels,

for this was long before the invention of consonants.

He might have gone off by himself to sit

on a rock and look into the mist of a lake

as he tried to tell himself what had happened,

how he had gone somewhere without going,

how he had put his arms around the neck

of a beast that the others could touch

only after they had killed it with stones,

how he felt its breath on his bare neck.

Then again, the first dream could have come

to a woman, though she would behave,

I suppose, much the same way,

moving off by herself to be alone near water,

except that the curve of her young shoulders

and the tilt of her downcast head

would make her appear to be terribly alone,

and if you were there to notice this,

you might have gone down as the first person

to ever fall in love with the sadness of another.