“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… Read More
Transparent transformation paints her soul teal green translucent invisible…ღ…love…ღ… of self…ღ…she paints…ღ… ”Love your neighbor as you love yourself. Do you love yourself? Do you love your neighbor? Something to ponder. ღ
I caught this just before the clouds came this morning. It’s supposed to rain all day. I love the rain and how it cools the earth. I’m eagerly awaking Autumn. 🍁🧡 Have a gentle Sunday!
We can decide to be happy, make much out of little, embrace the warmth of our ordinary days. Life unfolds as a mystery; an enterprise whose outcome cannot be foretold. We do not get what we expect, We stumble on cracks, We are faced with imperfection. Bonds are tested and tightened, and our landscape shifts. In sunshine and in sadness, there is sunshine look for it. There is light look for it, There is light look for it, look for it! MichelleMarie
I love how my wildflowers are growing back for Fall. Such a beautiful sight to my soul. Have a gentle Sunday! 💛🧡
Good morning Tuesday! How lovely is Your sunshine! ⭐️💫🌟✨💛 Outside my back door!
We all have layers I’m afraid that mine are showing Only a matter of time Then you will be knowing The things I try to hide That scream at me inside I promised I would muffle and I even tried to shuffle But nothing could chase the voice that spoke inside Close down Go away Just shut up Stop speaking there’s no use in even pleading for reprieve or grace cause girl, you’ve lost your place Just shut up and be quiet Lay down and take it quietly No one will notice twice maybe Baby, please don’t… Read More
Outside my back door! 🧡
Over here please follow You see the tree of hush Is where the fairy wings grow Please try them you simply must Oh no, I said to her I simply cannot fly I know you won’t believe me So let’s not even try She wasn’t having any Of my words to stop her there She plucked from the hush tree This beautiful blue pair I can’t fly I said, I just can’t I’ve tried so very long I began to realize, and I think I don’t belong With a little twinkle of… Read More