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will you give “birth” to this?

by this “seed”

carrying it within

(will this matter to anyone?)

[dfroza]

my prayer and hope and dream

is to see hearts connected with our Creator and with each other

this is what i want to see through this writing

(this “body” of work)

“please use this for something good”

on earth & in Heaven

[dfroza]

everything here is clearly designed to open someone’s heart

(in time)

why would people even want an old phone call dream when connection has been here all along beginning in the instrumental womb of thought?

what were you doing this time last year?

in the passing of time…

@NWSGrandRapids

Throwback to last year's blizzard: Friday, December 23, 2022. Temperature 6°F, winds gusting to 40 mph. Average depth of snow in the photo (such as we could figure) was 8 inches, and would reach 17 inches by Christmas morning, with drifts 2 to 4 feet deep.

12.22.23 • 7:47pm • X

have you ever waited a long time for something?

life on earth is all about hope. and the bravery of faith (trust)

some people wait upon the snow to fall for a white Christmas

have you ever seen fresh snow falling around you?

do these words feel like the wonder of gently falling snow? not a blizzard, but rather an inner sense of warmth (Light)

do you see words as a point of connection?

how about music?

Are these typewritten question marks (?) something you could see yourself answering?

i’ve had to place all of them inside a book to keep them safe in the (Waiting)

(producing the paper snow of A pure Winter’s dream)

can what is written turn into a real embrace?

it’s been said that social media can produce depression and anxiety, but i’ve had to use an illuminated screen for something different

something of significance to me.

[dfroza]

i have to wander around like this, in Winter “loneliness”

seeking someone who will truly welcome my heart in as a friend.

asking question marks (?) that began in the rain, quietly changing to snow

the rain & snow are “One”

(we now know)

do you see the clear hope?

i had to travel into the mountains to truly “find” the inspiration for this treasured connection.

[dfroza]

odometer reading of 8888 miles for december 22 of ‘17 in my sister’s ‘17 Subaru Crosstrek

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i have to search for you…

(in heart & spirit)

from where i am

to come to know you, but also for you to find me.

for you to read and willingly open up to “engage” yourself in this conversation

(this is why i’ve remained silent as a “seed” while calling out from the instrumental womb of the heart deep in the inner room)

Today is 17 years 10 months (and 25 days) since my closing shift at Love envelopes, inc. (employee #647) in Tulsa, Oklahoma back on a friday (934 weeks ago) on the 27th of january 2006

A timeframe (17 years and 10 months) that mirrors my studio Apartment #1710 where i wrote poetry in 2009 from the 17th story downtown

in the passing of time.

all the while “I am right here.”

willing to “connect”

have you noticed me?

(painting a clear picture just like the night sky…)

especially the kind seen from high up in the mountains of earth.

whispering a clear “i love you” and (Waiting) for a reply

something that begins in (thought) to be mirrored by the lips

(in heart & body)

At a distance, and then near

the book is a silent “proposal” of friendship

have you read of its dream?

[dfroza]

if i were to tell you “i love you”

would you believe me?

would you believe it to be True?

(i write about it every day)

with the dawning of every new day that arrives

(you see, i believe people can be in Love before bodies meet)

[dfroza]

i know writing matters in illuminating (unveiling) the treasure

And people may suppose that i didn’t discover treasure in the snowy mountains, just as Santiago didn’t find the treasure in his dream at the Egyptian pyramids

but they would be wrong.

because in fact there is treasure to be “unearthed” in the inner mountain where friendship begins as a “seed” of something (to be…)

the seed of A pure Winter’s dream

Santiago discovered the path to digging up his treasure after a point of deep disappointment, only to have his hope renewed.

i found my path by writing from the instrumental womb and laying tracks in the paper snow to follow… (an invitation to come inside the heart, even to see the heart of an open book)

to be befriended by a willing “unveiling” of heart, mind & body.

an alchemist attempts to change lead into gold, but it is the Spirit who refines gold into what is truly pure.

(will you find the same inner treasure as i?)

the paper that i gently offer has no fear attached. but it does point to fear&wonder which is a spark of reverence of our beautiful mysterious Creator

this is the eternal [here, & now] leading to see inside, Anew as the (Full Circle) design of being reborn

writing this down is my True “calling”

(an inner ring)

A [blueprint] sign

have you found A new start?

[dfroza]

what do you think of the mountain snow?

(with its silent “whispering”)

could you become a friend with it?

do you see how the pages of a book seek to “engage” with you?

(A long-standing dream)

you unveil your beautiful heart by directly engaging in thought with me

i am an open book in your hands

(my heart is a book that writes in thought)

what do you see in your instrumental womb?

[dfroza]

is there a “safe place” inside your heart?

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what do you think of these tracks in the snow made by these words for your heart to follow?

[natgeo]

Photos by @jenguyton | This holiday season I’m visiting family in Germany. My parents live at the edge of a quaint village in a beautiful, forested valley, and I love hiking the hill behind their house after it snows to look for tracks of the badgers, deer, foxes, and even European wildcats that roam the area. For a while, I had a camera trap behind my parents’ woodshed, hoping to capture a wintry scene. Here are a few of my favorites: a red fox and two roe deer, which give me the feeling of an old European fairy tale.

12.22.23 • Instagram

Are you open to sharing your thought-life with me?

you can take your time in replying…

(A starting line)

the physical heart is as an inner mountain beating with life inside the chest (the life is in the blood) flowing through a body of garden earth and breathed into with sacred “Breath” by our Creator from whom the eternal human spirit originates

from the Father of Lights

but we only come to find ourselves in rebirth (reborn by the sacred Blood of the eternal Son) by “unearthing” the old Adamic nature, fallen to a curse (of sin and its death sentence) so that what is flowing through the veins is as pure gold, refined (in Light)

discovering our treasure and True identity in A new Adam (the 2nd and last)

which is a thought for the 2nd day of Astronomical Winter (the 22nd of december 2023) since the Winter snow represents the heart being snow-crowned by an act of grace

the Spirit is forming the Body of A new Eve (the True Church of the Lord and King through whom earth and the universe was made, the Wisdom and Word of God our eternal Creator)

this is the True illumination we seek (that gives us open eyes of humility to see the wonder of it all, including that of nature in which we see the work of the invisible God)

whom we see in the face of the Son who is pure Light (in whom is no darkness at all, and nothing that lies)

And so the silent and invisible Spirit reaches out for True “connection” as the inspiration of thought and the illuminated Word (we see it written down in the Scriptures of the Holy Bible as sacred work)

and the Body becomes the interconnected “voice” of this on earth, a living “embodiment” of the Word

Hammock (A place of “rest”)

with the instrumental track “in the shape of longing…”

the longing of a patient dream (the eternal tapestry)

in seeing [metamorphosis] of body and garden earth.

A grand end of time.

A blank first page, to be…

[dfroza]

do you see a “clear” picture of my heart

and why i write these things down as a book?

(will you make your heart clear all the same? all the same as i)

the heart & spirit is an instrumental “womb”

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the instrumental womb of the universe

@JPMajor: This is a photo of Earth taken by one of the Apollo 8 astronauts on their way to the Moon on December 22, 1968. It was the first time humans had ever ventured past low-Earth orbit, and so was the first time anyone had ever observed our planet from such a distance.

12.22.20 • 1:35pm • Twitter

A space view from 52 years ago Today as a mirroring of the alphabetic number 52 of each of the words “heart” and “door”

and i gently write so that a heart will open up to me as a friend, but even more significantly than this, to open up to Light in its True illumination

(inside, Anew)

[dfroza]

it’s another year at Christmastime with the gift of another heart still unopened

(A willing act)

of being known

to be gently offered

pretty neat

@Astroguyz

Just. Wow. Check out this amazing capture of Comet C/2021 A1 Leonard courtesy of Gerald Rhemann, on the front page of this morning's Space Weather: https://www.spaceweather.com/

12.22.21 • 8:41am • Twitter

the “Christmas Comet”

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Christmas cookies with coffee

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when the challenge became an idol that is worshiped, i had to cleanse & refine the gold, by melting it down to form a genuine engagement ring.

just as seen on day 22 of december blues, in the daily chapter of Scripture, from the ancient book of Malachi:

He’ll be like white-hot fire from the smelter’s furnace. He’ll be like the strongest lye soap at the laundry. He’ll take his place as a refiner of silver, as a cleanser of dirty clothes. He’ll scrub the Levite priests clean, refine them like gold and silver, until they’re fit for God, fit to present offerings of righteousness. Then, and only then, will Judah and Jerusalem be fit and pleasing to God, as they used to be in the years long ago.

The Book of Malachi, Chapter 3:2-4 (The Message)

He is a purifying fire; He is like lye soap. Like a refiner of silver, He will purify the descendants of Levi— Until they are pure, unalloyed gold and silver. Then they will draw near to the Eternal One, Presenting offerings with righteous, clean hands.

Then the Eternal One will unequivocally accept the sweet offering of Judah and Jerusalem as He did in the days of old, as in the former years when the covenant was new.

The Book of Malachi, Chapter 3:2-4 (The Voice)

[dfroza]

will the writing of a book open your heart?

(At long last)

you don’t have to hide your heart from being reborn

and from being seen by my eyes

(being known)

could i write a “proposal” that mirrors the Spirit’s proposal to the Church Body and Bride?

it is the True hope of the inspiration that i hold (inside, Anew)

it is the True nature of this dream

(come True)

it is the path that i followed… from the instrumental womb