A Continuum ~> continual sequence of ~> elemental change ~> By far this is the most difficult post written by myself, ever. I have not visited this place for sometime... I have been 'lying low' as an old friend used to put it, not low through depression or anything like that but since my love passed away parts of my known world have passed too. I have difficulty recognizing the landscape around me, I'm lying low so that I can absorb some of the new terrain. I am still quite dizzy, it's going to take some time... Much of what I wrote about here in this space would involve a brief glimpse of 'my love' and our life together. I had thought of closing 'Finding my Bliss', for a pivotal part of everything this blog has stood for seemed on the surface of things to be missing! But as the days have come and gone I am beginning to look at things in a different light and although I am grieving for my love I find I am l feeling his prese
Expanding Dream Container
Hangs Lightly on Heart 
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Have a good weekend, Boonie
Happy Friday, Sue !
x..x
your purse
hovers, floats, rises...protects your precious heart.
thank you for lifting me in your offering of beauty.
I shall never think of saran wrap in quite the same way again:-)
Now that is what I call a creation...
Galliano, eat your heart out!
fragile as butterfly wings
holds a fleet of dreams
This is simply stunning. It is like an iridescent, Victorian version of the Dream Catcher. It is gentle, beautiful and filled with hope as are you.
Love,
Noelle
keep it up.