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Gathering Myself

Today I'm taking a little me time,
doing what I love to do,
just digital
doodling.

My mind has been on dolls,
motherhood,
Mary and the
coming
season.



Recently an acquaintance posted about 'Rag Doll', this is me at the moment,
I feel a bit like a rag doll, the stuffing has been knocked out a little.
So I'm taking time to just be, to gather myself, to see
where I can patch things up a bit, maybe a dash of
rouge will do the trick!  I'm giving myself some
'Mary mother love'.




I'm sending back my thanks
via
Virgin a Day
Recuerda mi Corazon

















I once had a sweet little doll, dears,

The prettiest doll in the world;

Her cheeks were so red and so white; dears,
And her hair was so charmingly curled.

But I lost my poor little doll, dears,

As I played in the heath one day;

And I cried for her more than a week, dears;
But I never could find where she lay.

I found my poor little doll, dears,

As I played in the heath one day:

Folks say she is terrible changed, dears,
For her paint is all washed away,
And her arm trodden off by the cows, dears,
And her hair not the least bit curled:
Yet for old sakes' sake she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.

Comments

suzanne said…
trust me, i understand the rag doll feeling, feel like illness has done the same to me as of late. here's to getting our stuffing back and our seams sewn with a beautiful thread. take care, friend. xx
Meri said…
Hope you'll be refilled and mended soon, Sue.
Hettienne said…
wow! what a powerful post! I love the shadow play, very poignant
Norma Ruttan said…
I've traveled a path similar to your doll, dear. I hope that your heart will be filled with the love of Mary soon.
sweet image!
Stephanie said…
I too feel a bit like someone has taken the stuffing out...but relax, be gentle with yourself.

x...x
rebecca said…
all i want to do is hold you...
xoxoxooxxo
Gloria said…
I think we've all felt that way at one time or another. For some it's more. Loved your post. Hope you are feeling better soon. Take care.
Oh my grandmother used to read that doll poem to me ~ Wonderful post and sending you lots of 'healing hugs' to you ~ (A Creative Harbor) ^_^
Am glad you are taking time to nurture yourself. I understand the "stuffing being knocked out"/rag doll feeling - great metaphor. And I know how hard it can be to bounce back again... May you rest in the cradle of the Divine Mother's Heart... Great photo shots! Hugs, C
judie said…
Truly loved your doll poem. Such visuals it brings!
Dawn Elliott said…
And what a perfect venue this is for gathering your strength! Glad you wanted to doodle with us!
I loved everything about this post, I too can relate. Hugs to you dears....
Delphyne said…
The poem reminded me of the Velveteen Rabbit.

Hoping you are feeling more energetic and rested soon!
Monica said…
man, that was me recently.
i trust you'll find your stuffing.

i'll brew us a cuppa meanwhile...
Introverted Art said…
oh Foxy, this was so sad... be gentle on yourself, be kind with your soul...
"What a caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls butterfly." Richard Bach~ this always helped me when things were tough.

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