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.
Ah, days of bare feet, luxuriating in the carefree, delightful gallery VJ
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Thanks Paul.
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Pleasure VJ
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I really like your first photo for this week. 😀
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Thanks!
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Lovely photos for this challenge VJ!
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Thanks Aletta!
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VJ, with the tired bare feet, it looks like the experience needs to be reversed. It hit me as a wonderful day outside that left someone exhausted. It reminded me of those days on the shore where you walk yourself out in the shallow surf. Keith
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Nice thoughts Keith.
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I remember those bare feet!
The last photo would be the perfect accompaniment to Pete Seeger’s “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?”
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Yes! I like that photo – it would work with the song.
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