I want to leave traces of me
Lest you find yourself without me
I leave clues to show you
A part of my heart, and things I feel that you never thought I would feel
I see you questioning and wondering have you chosen well
Sweet dreams heart, we never know, till we know, and this is not a platitude to shut you up, or off, from the seeking out your soul
I want you to find your way, so I leave little bread crumbs, for you.
Come find me.
There’s healing in this land
Evidence is all around me
I can’t say, there’s a specific spot
This land holds my secrets…
Over by the big tree
I poured out my heart
and my soul, and that willow
she wept with me
There’s healing in this land
There’s a healing inside me
When I moved here I was broken
The pieces of my heart scattered
as the land held me
Time has passed, and I see
…there’s healing in this pond
…there’s healing in my wildflowers
…there’s healing in this field
…there’s healing in the trees
…there’s healing in the sunrises
…there’s healing the sunsets
I wanted you to see…💙
Evidence of healing, all around me
There’s healing in this land🙏🏼 Hallelujah
Photo of my land and thoughts by Micki Michelle Marie…💙
I’m kinda tired of the meanness. I’m ready for a more gentle world. We shouldn’t judge another cause you never know their trials and I feel to be done sharing how I feel.
I ran across these sweet cards from my dear friend Laurie. I love when our friends leave footprints on our hearts and visible evidence in our lives. ❤ Thank you Laurie. ❤
Happy Friday from Micki’s cafe’ where you can have all the extra whipped you want. 😂😊😋
I think…there’s always
Something more
I think A BIG SO…something
Cause, we all have wings
It’s 2020, I’m flying
Let’s FLY Baby
Can I live with this? I can.
I never dreamed flying would be like this…
“Why am I so sad,” she asked?
This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is lost in sadness? Lost in the past and the memories and thoughts that play over and over in her mind, tormenting her soul? I’m not sure if there is anything I can say to make it better. All I know to do is tarry with you as you find your way back to wholeness. Someone did this for me and I’m forever grateful she reached out her hand and held this beautiful space of healing for me.
To my broken tribe of sweet sad hearts, I offer my hand and this space to you. I’m here, you know how to find me.
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