An artful look at life through the lens of truth and beauty. An assemblage of graces
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I live more fully when I'm writing. When I'm not writing, I may not really be living at all. So I'm writing. I can feel the pull of darkness...I am moved by the strength of light. I am caught in a waterfall of sudden blessing and rapid healing...falling to the deep...surrender in my bones.
A remarkable combination of frills, fluff, grit, guts, noodles, fruit, rainbow colors, artful living, euphoric discoveries, difficult questions, honest answers, buttons, bubbles, and babies...all the stuff this girl is made of...and more. Here for it all.
Sounds of open fields of melodies If Heaven is a choice now, what will you receive Invisible and shines like diamonds... You got it all just reach out your hand
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