Thankful is as thankful does.
Thankful is as thankful does.
Dear Brother,
This is how I see you in my heart. Mountain boy. I hope the mountains are wrapping you with the bounty of trees and hope.
All love, Beach girl
(via a mountain boy)
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“Yet we can control the energy footprint we leave behind for others. In blessing each space we enter, we orchestrate a subtle energy shift that affects not only our own experiences in that space but also the experiences of the individuals who will enter the space after us. While we may never see the effects our blessing has had, we can take comfort in the fact that we have provided grace for those that follow after us.”
And these are my newest purchase from Santa.
They are called “wilhemina danced”.
And here is the description:
under the chandeliers
draping glimmering crystal
catching light
catching her eye
as she twirled
laughing
throwing her head back
having the time
of
her
life.
jennifermorrisbeads.etsy.com
This is the “today is my Moma’s last day before four whole days off face”.
I’ve been skating with Rockefeller on the ice,
wrapping myself up in the colors of Christmas lights and the honking of taxi horns.
I’ve been exploring new streets and trying to walk fast.
I’ve been a kid in the biggest toy store there is,
lighting up the big piano amongst the toddlers.
I’ve been dreaming while devouring the big apple.
I’ve been looking for a way out, a place to rest, a corner of quiet in the city that never sleeps.
I’ve been central to the park and listened to horse hoofs on pavement,
while the accents of a million nations melt together.
I have thrown in my own southern drawl, happily uniting my story in the movement.
I’ve been opening doors, expanding thoughts, extending my thanks for the gifts offered to me amongst the towering buildings and glimmering lights.
I’ve been spreading the news.
good night moon.
