The woman in the mirror is flawedage spots where freckles once sprouted,streaks of white, peppering former auburn,inner scars marking discontent. How then is she expectedto know wholeness? In days when mind was sharpself-confidence wobbled;where spirituality was planted,self-judgment undermined. The path to wholenesspitted with potholes. How often emotion overrodecommon sense, and choicesled her astray, how thickthe […]
Therapy is drudging up old feelings – places where I tend to get stuck. I don’t have the answers I need to move on yet, so all I can do is breathe through the moments and be mindful in the present.
One Woman's Quest II 
Fabulous stained glass, lovely rainbow post (also channeling rubber lips – made me think of the Stones’ “She’s Like a Rainbow”)
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Haha – that’s exactly what I was thinking. Thanks.
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wonderful 🙂
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Superb!❤️
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thank you!
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Wonderful rainbow collection 🙂
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Ah, thanks!
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