And I truly believe every child deserves to experience nature and man collide. I have a dream that someday I will be able to open the barn doors at Promise Gardens to suffering children. It is my lasting hope that carries me heavenward. And with that, I can put the final touches on my children’s […]
Day One. I chose a random magazine and ripped out three images that form parts of me; love in all senses (physical, mental, and emotional), a fun-loving spirit, and tenacious hope. I also chose a statement that celebrates my introverted sense. In the background of my life there exists music. It grounds my day and […]
Freedom is found in movement of all that is tied up within our mind, heart, and soul. I am studying to be an Expressive Arts Facilitator with Expressive Arts Florida Institute. My dream is to help people become free. I am available for consultations and can be reached at soulcollective67@gmail.com
I host expressive arts for the residents of a homeless shelter in Worcester MA. We are building connection through creative engagement. Every Thursday, a few women show up ready to partake of the activity. I lay out materials and musical instruments. The atmosphere allows for people to pop in and out as their morning allows. […]
I am a landscape to dwell in flowing color the fog mirrored drama. Sun lighted shadow brightens thickest forest glen butterfly petals.
This is beautiful
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Yeah… glad to hear i am positive in speech. Feeling negative… dont know why?
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Simply beautiful. I’m so glad you are enjoying it all ❤️
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Thank you Rita… 💗 is your blog totally enshrouded now?
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I’ll send you an invite if you’d like. Let me know ❤️
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Its not that i don’t want to, as i love and respect you… but i am claustrophobic. 😔
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No worries. I’m just not interested in sharing my dairy publicly any longer. I stay only to read the writers I enjoy.
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Understand Rita. I have to crack open my shell… hid too long and was dying. I cant control those who read my blog, nor do i desire to… if they come to hurt… i can empathize with them but will not join in their escapade. We all groove to our own beat… whether we rise or sink. If i wasnt so afraid… i would join… but im running too fast to stop. I am sure it is lovely, heart-wrenching work to post and dont stop. And how wonderful you still find me worth reading. 🤣🙃💗✌🏼😘❤️
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You are more than worthy! I love, love, love the gifts the make up the soul that is Jeanne.
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