And Some Dance With Delight

by Jan Toomer As time progresses, I see the patterns that people are weaving for their lives. We each dance, move, mold and create with the energy to make our own tomorrows. Some are not so pleasantly surprised when their self-created tomorrows come… And some dance...

Once More

by Jan Toomer Every morning I awaken to music – sweet etheric, not from here music. Music that calls to my core – the very essence of my being. A feeling of familiarity – slightly out of reach – aches within me. The day breaks  – I cover my head hoping to stay...

How Many

by Jan Toomer How many lifetimes between now and tomorrow? How many sorrows and joys can we experience? How many thoughts have we created and let loose? How many more horrors can man create to do to man? How many are ready to say ‘no more terror, war,...
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