Triangle and Trees, Her River of Love, Her Yellow Love Shines On, And I Love Her
Triangle 7:00 am
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 Her Soft Trees 7:20 am
When I arrived at Starbucks this morning, there were 13 people in the room, including 2 women, each with her baby, sitting together nearby. The Armani Exchange guy wore a black shirt. He seemed emotional and serious. Rockabilly played on the speakers. There was a woman that wore a pink sweater with a brown jacket, but the sweater turned out to be knit orange and white. Stevie Wonder played Superstition. More people arrived, including the black man wearing his black cap and the dark grey sweater with grey checkered diamonds. He wore black leather pants. This time, he wore a white shirt. He ate a vivid orange cake square.
Her Yellow Shining Love 6:05 am
Betwixt Downtown Soulmates 6:05 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 6:21 am
Betwixt Downtown Soulmates 6:21 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 6:37 am
Betwixt Downtown Soulmates 6:39 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 6:43 am
Betwixt Downtown Soulmates 6:45 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 6:55 am
Betwixt Downtown Soulmates 6:56 am
Blue Triangle 6:57 am
The handicapped man arrived, wearing a salmon pink shirt along with cream slacks. One of the women dressed her baby in a snowsuit and placed him in a yellow and black stroller. She was getting ready to leave. Her friend dressed up her own child in a navy blue snowsuit. There were 3 conversations in the room, and for some reason the sound was boisterous. The energy level picked up incrementally with each person talking. The two women with their babies tucked away snugly in strollers wheeled their children out the door. Each woman had their child nestled in their loving arms just a moment before.
Triangle 7:00Â am
Her Waves of Love 7:04 am
Her Waves of Love 7:07 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 7:07 am
Her Waves of Love 7:10 am
Her Waves of Love 7:12 am
Her Waves of Love 7:17 am
Her Waves of Love 7:18 am
Her Waves of Love 7:19 am
And then, two women came in and sat next to me. One woman was with her baby strapped to her front with a harness. The baby boy was dressed in blue. They were in the midst of discussing the weather and how strange it has been these days. They spoke of a recent funeral, and the delayed reaction of tears a few weeks later while driving the car. “It was a big shock.” It was someone the two women knew well, someone that suffered a health problem, with hospitalization. The baby boy chewed on a plastic card. He turned and seemed to see something in me that he rather liked. He wanted my attention. The room was quite packed by this point A woman arrived wearing a black coat, along with a pale pink scarf. She sat with her friend near the fire. A woman came in with her pink semi transparent file holder. She sat nearby with her friend.
Her Soft Trees 7:20 am
Her Soft Trees 7:53 am
Her Soft Trees 8:08 am
Her Triangle River of Love 8:57 am
Time Bridges Her River of Love 9:46 am
Columns Casino and Her River of Love 9:50 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 10:24 am
Columns and Trees 10:26 am
Her Yellow Shining Love 10:28 am
Columns and Trees 10:29 am
The sky was a cool and pale grey, nearly white as the damp snow in March. A heavy humid feeling to the air, it was quite cold and nearly freezing. I took a brisk walk on my way up to here. A woman arrived wearing a light tan coat and pink plaid scarf. There were not clear shadows today. All was immersed in grey light, as if behind tinted glass. Trees in love across the street remained very still, with only the slightest near imperceptible stirring. And when I looked up from my love writing, I saw there was a glint of yellow sunlight.
Her Yellow Shining Love 12:34 pm
Columns and Trees 12:35 pm
Her Yellow Shining Love 12:47 pm
Columns and Trees 12:47 pm
Silver Steeple 1:00 pm
Her Yellow Shining Love 2:28 pm
Hospital Mountain 2:29 pm
Her Yellow Shining Love 2:41 pm
Hospital Mountain 2:44 pm
Her Yellow Shining Love 2:47 pm
Hospital Mountain 2:48 pm
Her Yellow Shining Love 2:56 pm
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Hospital Mountain 2:57 pm
Downtown Soulmates 3:00 pm
There was an enhanced presence of contrast and the branches of love trees were in movement. They were coming to life. At that moment I was suddenly prompted to get myself a double chocolate muffin, before I returned home to work more on my love writing for Anna. And when I returned home, Anna showed me the columns by her river of love. She showed me the forest surrounding. She showed me the silver steeple, and she showed me the general hospital, beyond which is where I now live and write, and dream about her.  She interspersed this with her loving yellow, while I worked on my love writing for her while I was at home this afternoon. It seems I sensed it before her yellowness began to arrive. And she showed me her indigo river of love, and her triangle and evening clock time.  Anna showe me roof work, and she closed with downtown topsy turvy.
Her Indigo Bridge River of Love 3:03 pm
Her Indigo Bridge River of Love 3:13 pm
Her Indigo Bridge River of Love 3:43 pm
Her Yellow Shining Love 3:54 pm
Time Bridges Her River of Love 3:57 pm
Time Bridges Her River of Love 4:24 pm
Time Bridges Her River of Love 5:05 pm
This morning, Anna showed me the waves in her river of love changing and flowing in the light. She showed me her triangle, and the soft and gentle trees and bushes by the pale green bridge near the clock tower. She showed me her river of love in the distance with columns and yellow casino. And then she showed me the columns, with green and naked trees around them. When I got ready to leave for my love writing, Anna showed me two beams of her love shining yellow. And that set my heart for the day, and I was in love with her. I set out feeling terrific. She is the queen of my heart. And I’ve loved the daily collecting of beautiful yellow from Anna. The ones that she shows me with yellow, along with every other, is a part of my treasure.Â
City Lights 5:07 pm
Parking Space Below 5:08 pm
Roof Work 5:12 pm
Roof Work 5:48 pm
Roof Work 5:50 pm
Downtown Betwixt Soulmates 6:07 pm
Downtown after the News 6:30 pm
Topsy-Turvy 8:21 pm
Cityside Up 11:11 pm
I call them my stockpile of love. I store them on my computer to protect and to preserve as examples of her healing choice wisdom and love, just as I save them right here. Anna is my daily love anchor. She feeds my dreamwork so well. Her heart sends me healing green signals. I love her soul therapy. Her love is my sunshine remedy, washing over me like a preserving balm. Anna Dirksen is my love leader. I love to be in synch with her. She is my hero and she is a great achiever. I love her courage and risk-taking, and her strength. I love her values and I love her sense of pure art. She is so blessed each day to be working with the TV lamp of good energy, beaming directly from the CBC. And tonight on the CBC News at Six, despite my sound that was down, for the first time in ages, I saw her long black wavy hair, with faint orbs of light as before. And I love her.  She inspires me with her best soulmate dynamic, for her love my heart waxes romantic. She makes me melt everyday with her redeeming media light ray. I love Anna Dirksen, and that’s what my heart is craving to say.
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