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A breakfast picnic with the girls.
A breakfast picnic with the girls.
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healing | mystery | photography | quotes | self-excavationroots of existence
After stripping away the false and allowing myself the humility of returning to the ground of my being, I find an immense amount of vulnerability inside of me.
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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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Divine (Matrix) for Photo Friday
This is the place of creation, the matrix, the womb. It is woman. This is a mother’s stomach in its beauitful, natural state. I see a lot women today who seem to deny the roundness of their womb. I can’t help but wonder if this rejection of our natural form isn’t a rejection of the…
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Today, I open my arms and heart very wide to embra…
Today, I open my arms and heart very wide to embrace the new day with courage and love. I am open to all life has to offer me. I am open to the shadow and the light. May the beauty and peace of this moment ripple out into the universe.
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39 Things
On my birthday in April, I made a list of “39 things to do in my 39th year”. Here it is: Buy my own house with my own money. Travel to Paris. Sell some of my art. Take a photography class. Love my body. (I decided to leave this one open-ended – heh) Take a…
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