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Color Joy – vintage chairs upholstery colorful revival
vintage chairs upholstery colorful revival — Read on chairjoy.wordpress.com/ This gorgeous lady turns old furniture into whimsical colorful chic pieces of art
When trees breathe mist ~ excerpt from work in progress
"When trees breathe mist angels are free to play games among scattered humans strolling in the park. Angels are always happy, always finding something to play with, always in love with life. Humans walk, lost in thoughts, weaving and knitting treads of stories, imagining places and situations, secretly hoping that their dreams will eventually come … Continue reading When trees breathe mist ~ excerpt from work in progress
Excerpt from work in progress
"… uhm … starting to feel a little chilly, a nice hot chamomile tea would be nice. Oh, yes, I remember … the patisserie just around the corner. Yes, let’s move. Come on, get up, get up! Get … up! You promise you follow the inspiration. Why is it hard to get up from this … Continue reading Excerpt from work in progress
To whose pain am I medicine?
Living heaven on earth, happily ever after, fully feeling every moment … for this complete inner peace is necessary. For inner peace, complete stillness is necessary. For stillness, complete acceptance of what is here now is necessary. For acceptance, complete inner silence is necessary. For inner silence, complete stop of all thinking is necessary. For … Continue reading To whose pain am I medicine?
A lady’s tiny home (with geodesic domes organic year round farming) in British Columbia
For the joy of Your house
Cosanziana’s Prayer
"His journey, his battles … For the death of death in him, And for life’s resurrection, So that he becomes Through and through alive. He will triumph. " ©️A. Garden, June 24, 2018
Of Life and Love ~ from Fen and I Creations, poetry by Rumi
Woman Song
I love things that have soul. Bazaars of the world Sell dry grass and dry leaves crumbling at first touch. I look around and seek that tree Whose fragrance fills me. I love things that have soul. In this sea of steel, concrete, glass and technology The Soul of souls is creeping through the cracks … Continue reading Woman Song
