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Sunshine
I’d like to find the sunshine beneath my pillow, when I wake. And I will cup it in my hands, and I will hold it close and whisper: ‘Shine, sweet little light. Shine ever brightly, might the pathway ahead light… Continue reading
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Christmas Love Hearts
Dearest Bloggy friends, Merry day, to you all. Just taking a moment to send you all the love hearts (because I can’t seem to stop myself- and because love hearts are the best). To those of you struggling to make… Continue reading
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The Christmas Spirit
The Christmas spirit never dies. The Christmas spirit is forever and always, so why put it away? Do we not become our best selves whilst wrapped in the spirit of Christmas? Me thinks we do. And so it is I… Continue reading
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A Little More Than This
I do not care to be seen. I do not wish to scramble, do not wish to fight my way to the top to be seen, to be loved a little more than this. Perhaps I should try harder to… Continue reading
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How Lovely
How lovely. The wind of peace. Here. Now. My how lovely. Continue reading
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This Is It
Death, I suppose, does that to us. It’s one of those accidental growth inducing things that none of us actually want, but do end up getting from time to time. Lessons in perspective. Lessons in gratitude, these are just some… Continue reading
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Wonderful, Wonderful
They didn’t understand her, but they allowed her just to be. And that, she knew, was a wonderful, wonderful wonder. Continue reading
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Sweet Eternity
Oh, the heat that I see that I feel that I know. I will be the flame to my own fire. I will light the path of burning sweet eternity. Continue reading
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