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.
Very nice!
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Thanks ☺️
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So adorable! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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Mr. Squirrel looks like he’s enjoying his snack! I haven’t seen any deer around the house lately, although we did spot a fox last week.
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Fox are intriguing. Haven’t seen any here yet. Our neighbour puts out feed for the deer.
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The fox was a pretty little thing. If he was looking for chickens, he should have gone to the other end of the street, though.
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I love these, especially the deer photo.
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Thanks Heather
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You’re welcome.
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