mirror mirror…
what is it you see when you’re looking at me am I tall am I sturdy am I strong am I small am I shaken am I soft is there beauty is there courage is there calm there’s a line…
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what is it you see when you’re looking at me am I tall am I sturdy am I strong am I small am I shaken am I soft is there beauty is there courage is there calm there’s a line…
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sometimes, as this morning I am sat in my chair my coffee, my book by my window to the world when suddenly, inexplicably a wave washes over me or it seems to swell from within it forces me to stop…
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My ode to the day of hearts & flowers, oh and chocolate …. a great proponent of Love, I don’t believe in designating just one day to celebrate. Instead I believe it should be celebrated everyday, every hour, every minute!…
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sometimes, (most of the time really) I’m not brave I am timid and scared sometimes, I’m not strong I am soft and delicate sometimes, I don’t know if there is more of me to offer when kindness feels tough when…
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if you had a choice … to wake up with a smile to choose kindness to be generous if you had a choice … to feel joy to be at ease in the world to find peace if you had…
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As we now approach the close of a year.. if we have crossed paths, if you have shared with me, if we have stumbled the road together in some way if we have connected in our lives, in friendship, in…
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if you know me, you may know that I am a great proponent of Love, in all forms it touches me and graces my life, centres me, swells my heart and often all too easily pours forth from my eyes…
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We need shared gestures, small ceremonies that help us pay attention, that let us see and honour the mystery of the other every day. This is the commitment my soul longs to make to the world. ~ Oriah Today, I…
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Friday is my day off, sights of ever expanding laundry baskets, tumbleweeds of dog hair collecting in corners, and a toppled dog food dish scattering kibble across the kitchen floor I should sweep and tidy.. Instead I take my lunch…
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My Dad, was an alcoholic .. but he was always so much more than this. He was loving, kind, caring and generous. He was madly intelligent, and he had a great laugh. He loved reading and crossword puzzles and he…
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