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Sanctuary

Remember,
the entrance to the sanctuary door
is inside you.
Rumi

Sharing the Joy of Rumi
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Comments

Annie Jeffries said…
Like the layering technique you have use here. Nothing warms the heart like a sweet little dog.
Unknown said…
did my comment disappear into cyberneverland????
foxysue said…
The mysteries of the ethereal home, I'll never work it out! Like snail mail you can't always rely on the postman! :~>
Beautifully sublime! Wishing you well! Cathy
rebecca said…
good morning dear one.
may this new day fill you with light and joy.
thank you for brightening my moment.
Kim Mailhot said…
So thankful for that sanctuary in all of us and blessed to have access to it whenever I need it.

Thank you for this joyful moment, Sue. Happy Thursday !
Unknown said…
Love that first photo.
I don't know what it is.
Or how you photographed/processed it.
But, I love that first photo.
Unknown said…
Foxy Sue I find you
Color, shimmer, fascination
Sunlight I follow you
QMM
Meri said…
Fabulous! It's ethereal, mysterious, and yummy -- what a combo!
Miss Robyn said…
have missed you on my little break.. love your new look blog and your photos are exquisite. love to you xo

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