I see the other side of You… …like Heart Surveillance
Because Kindness Matters it just does. I will always choose kindness even when I feel offended, or someones words are hurtful.
Just because you can say something mean doesn’t mean you should.
Just because you can share an opinion that could be taken in the wrong way, don’t mean you ought to.
Sometimes I grow weary reading thoughts that are unkind.
Nevertheless, I choose to share my art, photos and thoughts here. I focus on the goodness and kindness of others and believe the very best from everyone. Have a blessed day.~ღ~
I was thinking what could I do to show you how I feel about you and do something special for you…my wildflowers caught my attention earlier while I was enjoying the sun with my girl…
Celebrating all Moms; Those here, Those gone, and Those lost.
May we all be found in love.~ღ~
~ღ~Happy Mother’s Day sweet Mommies.~ღ~
e-the-re-al moments and I’m hardly speaking a word. I really know these things should be heard. All I can do is show you things the way I see them…e-the-re-al like dancing light on petals~
transparent like my soul.
Its a bit chilly today I was surprised when I took my walk today.
Wildflowers are blooming everywhere in my field out back.
❤ Love this from Pat's blog
Can we be a friend
who listens without judgement,
offers understanding when we
do not understand ourselves, a
friend who does not try to solve
the problem, but rather allows
the other to grow through their experience?
Can we be a friend to one who
is being unlovable at the
moment? Can we sit quietly
with another in an hour of grief?
Can we love enough to just
allow whatever is unfolding
to manifest as it is intended?
When I was young I would sit on the swing-set starring at the sky. I noticed how time would fly and my thoughts would land like bumble bees kissing a flower, never staying on one subject too long. I guess that was when I learned that my soul and spirit could float and my imagination could imagine, ever though my feet were firmly planted in my present moment. I remember this day because I remember thinking when I am older I want to remember this day…How the clouds are making shapes like horses and cows and the wind was blowing them around, and for the span of 2 hours I was lost in my thoughts. I smile as I write this in my journal because it is something I didn’t want to forget about myself—even though my feet are firmly planted in the present moment, my soul, spirit and mind can dream and visit anywhere, all I have to do is go outside look up and imagine my world however I want it to be. Maybe it’s my gypsy soul, who knows, it’s such a nice thought for today, so I’m going to think it.