
I want to wander off into the woods to see the forest where mist is king and all birds sing the air is pure the soil mature I want to get lost… and …
Get lost
EST. JUNE 2015 FOR THE SHARING OF ANGELIC GUIDANCE/LIFE/LIGHT & LOVE

I want to wander off into the woods to see the forest where mist is king and all birds sing the air is pure the soil mature I want to get lost… and …
Get lost

If you don’t want to put up a tree this year or don’t have the means, motive or opportunity, here are some alternative ideas that might bring you …
A few alternative Xmas tree ideas
Not fitting in, is not always a bad thing.Sometimes we have to be true to ourselves.Sometimes we just aren’t in the mood. Sometimes we feel not just …
Sometimes You Just Don’t Fit In

There is no flame without wax being consumed Offer yourself Be wax // keep the light burning aromatically and bright *** Painting; Dwight L. Roth …
Wax and Flame

Arrive at the bridge,take a long deep breath,gain inner courage,bruised thoughts meet their death. I cling to the past,because it is known,the only …
Bridge through Time

I am a breeze, rustling through the Autumn leaves. Crisp clean air that revitalizes the land. I am a ray of sunshine, blanketing the Earth with my …
I am…

* * Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know …
#Omens&Symbols . . . Openings in heaven

Endless Grace
— Read on graceofthesun.com/endless-grace/

Contentment flows throughout the air,train eyes to focus, not compare,though life may not often seem fair,bumps on the road always repair. Be …
Acceptance

In search of something precious You keep on wandering Place to place And Door to door Meeting new Forgetting some, remembering few You stumble You … …
Exquisite Soul

Free Pixels photo Heed the call of heart, soul and spirit. Where you are going is beyond the thinking mind. It begins when you recognize how much … …
When Heart and Soul Align

image link Morning’s nature place I seldom see anymore except in flat snapshots, neatly tucked away; pulled out from their cache when it’s time to …
dVerse — Monday Quadrille 158 — Morning Shadows

I am a breeze, rustling through the Autumn leaves. Crisp clean air that revitalizes the land. I am a ray of sunshine, blanketing the Earth with my …
I am…