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.
Such pretty birds, VJ, and I love to watch them vie for position at our feeder.
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Yes. Always a show. Thanks
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Very pretty birds
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Yes, they are. Thanks.
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My pleasure 😍
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Just love the mood of these colorful beauties at the feeder
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Right?! Wonderful to look out and see the colour
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yes – and we feel that thru the prose
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And playing nicely too! (K)
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Yes. Amazingly
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I love to watch birds at the feeder!
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Me too!
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Beautiful, VJ!
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Thanks Wynne
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