Rest. Nap as often as you need;life can be exhausting – store up. Cry. Let your feelings be known –your voice is your saving grace. Joy is a whole body experience;immerse yourself in total delight. Hold on to those who love you;your survival depends on them. See the world through new ideas;you never know what […]
Blue expandingcrisp whiteof tiny sails –horizon The lull is gentlelucidity swellingserenity present How safe it isto imagine limitlessnesswhen I am groundedbreast to railinganchored ashore. (Image my own)
Is it selfishthis chosen solitude?How I treasure silence,stillness baiting my muse And is it my calmthat attracts chaos?The sorrow of otherslanding on my doorstep What if I rejected pleas,locked out the troubles?How long can I sustainpeace until need answers? (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)
One Woman's Quest II 
Sometimes it depends on what we tend to give!😜
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Lol. There is that!
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So true!
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Thanks!
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Thank you for the beautiful painting and words. VJ. 💛🧡💗
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😊😘
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Very true, suiting the art perfectly 🙂
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Thank you!
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Love the thought and the art!
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Thanks Sarah. Hope you are well on this stormy day
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This was a difficult lesson for me to learn, but I’m glad I learned it.
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Me too!
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I love this art, it captures the essence of your poem.
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Thanks Heather!
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You’re welcome.
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So true. Too many cannot accept favors, when it will endear them more if they do.
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