For those living in SB, we may go Bogging this afternoon listening for Peeper pockets and soaking in the serenade of Spring. And please note the word "bog" means "god" in Russian. It's a sign of riches, abundance, and good fortune. So let's all slow down, listen to the peepers, and feel their abundant love for life on Earth. Even when we stumble and fall, the resilient life and love force pulls us back into flow.
Yes! Happy spring!! And yes here’s to the peepers and the early song birds! Wild how a simple gentle sound can have so much power to soften the heart and mind with the warmth of hope and promise …
YES! I feel my 8 year old self out 'swampateering' with you searching for the Peeper pockets and feeling the boundless affection in their song reverberating through the very fabric of the forests, weaving a melody that speaks to the interconnectedness of all beings. I must admit it, is one of the earth's most powerful mating cries!
Thanks to TCY for inspiring, valuing and keeping the SB blog alive and reminding us that in this ever-changing world there are healthy constants in the pulse of life.
Here's to you dear sister for not letting go of our hand. And to you, dear Earth, and to the peepers whose song reminds us of the beauty that surrounds us. May we always listen with open hearts and embrace the symphony of spring as a love song to the very essence of our existence. May this fleeting symphony of song forever echo in the depths of our souls, guiding us on this journey of love and reverence for the sacred tapestry of life. And in the quiet of the night, let us listen, let us remember, and let us CARE enough to sing along with the peepers – a love song to the earth, our eternal home.
For those living in SB, we may go Bogging this afternoon listening for Peeper pockets and soaking in the serenade of Spring. And please note the word "bog" means "god" in Russian. It's a sign of riches, abundance, and good fortune. So let's all slow down, listen to the peepers, and feel their abundant love for life on Earth. Even when we stumble and fall, the resilient life and love force pulls us back into flow.
C! Let the froggies Blog with their own wonderful songs! Mummy C
Trying to share our sound + video files! Not that techy!
Yes! Happy spring!! And yes here’s to the peepers and the early song birds! Wild how a simple gentle sound can have so much power to soften the heart and mind with the warmth of hope and promise …
YES! I feel my 8 year old self out 'swampateering' with you searching for the Peeper pockets and feeling the boundless affection in their song reverberating through the very fabric of the forests, weaving a melody that speaks to the interconnectedness of all beings. I must admit it, is one of the earth's most powerful mating cries!
Welcome back! Singing Bridge is as restorative as the peepers.
Thanks to TCY for inspiring, valuing and keeping the SB blog alive and reminding us that in this ever-changing world there are healthy constants in the pulse of life.
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Here's to you dear sister for not letting go of our hand. And to you, dear Earth, and to the peepers whose song reminds us of the beauty that surrounds us. May we always listen with open hearts and embrace the symphony of spring as a love song to the very essence of our existence. May this fleeting symphony of song forever echo in the depths of our souls, guiding us on this journey of love and reverence for the sacred tapestry of life. And in the quiet of the night, let us listen, let us remember, and let us CARE enough to sing along with the peepers – a love song to the earth, our eternal home.