Flowers that I got at the Farmer's Market on Vasho…
Flowers that I got at the Farmer’s Market on Vashon and put in a vase at my B&B. 
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I wish adults would allow juice to stay on their cheeks the way toddlers do. (I suspect more cheeks would be kissed if we did.) I was kissing my little muse today and smelled the strawberries she had for breakfast that were all over her cheeks. I closed my eyes and let my spirit soar…
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the magnificent space
Antistrophes by Rainer Maria Rilke Ah, Women, that you should be moving here, among us, grief-filled, no more protected than we, and nevertheless able to bless like the blessed. From what realm, when your beloved appears, do you take the future? More than will ever be. One who knows distances out to the outermost star…
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Don't Shush Me
I’m getting the feeling that my Spirit/Inner Child/Higher Self is tired of me ignoring it or telling it to shush. The voice is getting louder these days. Blessed Be!
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Dreams for Illustration Friday
My dreams are coming true. I am moving out of isolation and darkness into a time of vibrant color, playful soul union and peaceful connectedness. I am very blessed.
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gifts from the heart
For as long as I remember, I have loved to give people flowers, cards or a smile, make them laugh, sing them a song or just generally find ways to brighten their day. My mom has always called me her “Sunshine”. It just feels good. I am blessed with numerous people in my life who…
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Suspended
the not-so-secret swing Originally uploaded by torontofotobug. There are times in life when I feel like I’m suspended by a chain, not sure where to go or what to do. I have so long been driven by the need to please others, so long pulled in the vortex of the needs of others… and now…….
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