Coming Around

Something was shifting and she could feel herself coming around. She was coming up with fresh eyes and a deeper love, light and understanding. Every ending is a new beginning. Every rose has it's thorns. Always there is light at the end of the tunnel. Something was shifting and she could feel herself coming around. Soon she would …

Simple Beauty

Beauty was simple. She could find it anywhere. It was often in the things undecorated and authentic. Sometimes it was even the most lovely as it was dying. Beauty was simple. She could find it anywhere.

Shine

Shine Even When You Feel Dull And Shabby Dull And Shabby ~ You  Are That Too BUT The World Needs You To Be Shiny, Even In That We need to see all of you.....the world wants to see all of you.  

Blooming, Death and Dormancy

She had learned about the cycles and seasons in life. She would delight always in the Blooming. Accept with curiosity the necessary Death. And of course, Embrace the required Dormancy. Life had seasons. Years had seasons. Everything always Bloomed again.

Collecting Her SELF

Collecting herself, her ideas, and her JOY. She could move forward with more love and truth for everybody, than she ever could Giving Untill She Could No Longer Breathe

She Fell Into Silence

On Fridays and Saturdays she reached deep for truth of all kinds ~ happy, sad, brave and loving. On Sundays she shared pictures of the sky. But she had been silent, heavy, out of sorts ~ at a loss for words with no interest in pretty pictures. You see she had done something brave. She had faced …