I am 40, Hear Me Roar!

Flowers that I got at the Farmer’s Market on Vashon and put in a vase at my B&B.  

Close every door to me, Hide all the world from me Bar all the windows And shut out the light Do what you want with me, Hate me and laugh at me Darken my daytime And torture my night If my life were important I Would ask will I live or die But I know…

I saw something about “reminiscing about the good times” today. Good idea, that. you were countless hours of conversation falling too fast (no regrets here) my heart still smiles at the thought of u

“You risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.” -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

This beautifully ripening plum outside my window captured my attention. mmmmm….Summer! 

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!