Tag Archives: art

Full carts

Shopping is for the birds.  What does it matter if your cart is full or empty? It has wheels, and crumbs!

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Hardness of hearing?

Scared? Listen. you may not be able to hear the words of Love, but here it is warm and dry, all will be well.  listen again. I am Patient.

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we all have tales to tell – wag, swish, flick yours!

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tell – a – vision

my name is Boo, but i am not scary! i can not see, but you can view me – so turn off that tv – and just groove with me – for i am reality programming!

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small hogs

i do not stay up pondering my path. i have no inquiry into my reason to exist. i am not a pygmy, nor do i long for a hedge.  you who make cages and who ponder…. perhaps i wonder, why … Continue reading

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Weaving

Not only spiders weave webs. Without any deception whatsoever, we are all part of the fabric of life.

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<3!

a small dog on my chest yells: WAKE UP! he is standing right over my heart.

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Waves

we are surrounded by waves of grace & waves of hope.  Wave back.

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Doors and windows

not everything that looks like a ladder will help you climb up. And a window may not be the same as a door. Somethings in life we just have to get through. (with a little help from our friends)

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ink blot

a spill of ink at my feet begins to purr. i’m not an ink blot, i am drawn to You. What are you drawn to? What draws you?

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