Nothing of us is insignificant, nothing!
You matter.
You beautify.
You, yes, you.
You are valuable.
Beauty Beautifies
Beauty desires to beautify one’s safe place, where one resides.
Don’t hide,
open the door,
allow Beauty to come in
and brighten your heart.
Backdrop
⛅BACKDROP⛅
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At times what’s
Beyond the present
Overcomes the scenario
One left behind a second ago.
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A Wild Call
🔷️A WILD CALL🔷️
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Alone
Crippling
Thoughts
Weakens
My will
with fear
Otherwise
I’d be gone
Answering
The Wild call
That my heart
Loudly hears
One step
One jump
One climb
One day
I’ll arrive
But, not alone
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Glimmering Glee
BACK ON MARCH 30 – It was a beautiful sunny day in Anchorage, Alaska and all I wanted was to feel the sun’s warmth as the chilled air-cooled my face.
Believe me, on this day, this trail was busy with walkers, bikers and cross-country skiers. Oh, I almost forgot, also man’s best friend, doggies. It was safe, yet I remain alert.
The peace and tranquility in the Alaska’s outdoors is addicting. I can’t ever get enough. On this day, I couldn’t wait to find a place to lose myself in. Mentally speaking.
The beauty this trail revealed created bubbles of happiness inside me. If I could have, I would have giggled as I twirled. I would have spun until the ground would have become unstable.
But, I didn’t.
I did feel drunk from the purest blue sky, that I thought I heard the spread out tree arms clap faster and faster as if to encourage me to go ahead spin and set my soul free. 
Even though I only imagined, my soul did become filled with glee from the glimmering snow. I felt very much like a child as I roamed, photograph and dreamed by myself, but never once did I feel alone.
I hope you enjoyed this place like I did.
Act in such . . .
Be A Winter Flowing River
🔹️BE LIKE A WINTER FLOWING RIVER🔹️
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As long as water is able to move or come from a hot spring in harsh winter, it will not freeze solid and will serve its purpose for the elements and the wild life.
When I’m set with only my options and there’s no carrying warmth in my heart for change, my thinking becomes frozen.
I will then be a person, who no one will want to come and spend time with me.
As long as I keep my thoughts like a river, trickling during harsh, cold relationships, I’m more incline to be patient, kind and compassionate even when I don’t see eye to eye on the subject.
Respecting the differences of others helps me move on with peace
Is it easy? No, not really. But I care and love the individual too much to freeze over and keep them out of my life and heart.
Love leaves a part in my heart open for heavenly reflection on how to treat others.
For, I too want to be treated respectfully when others don’t see or agree with my thoughts or ways.
Life is harsh, but I don’t have to allow living this life to make me harsh. I do have a choice. With God’s grace and mercy my river of love keeps flowing.
Where I Feel Total Freedom
Alaska, I’ve fallen in love with your splendor and the souls who call you home.
And to think, I’ve never wanted to set foot on your land.
Oh, how naive I was about you.
Only God knew, you and those who i met would be good for me.
The first time my eyes set sight on Alaska’s mountains my soul grew wings and an invisible part of me reveal herself to me as she became free.
While I’m out among Alaska’s nature, I exist, I truly exist. It’s as if I’ve been submerged in water most of my life, holding my breath and only allowed to surface one or twice a month. But here, I can breathe normal all the time. Like, I belong here. No longer do I come out to take a quick breath and go back inside of myself. I can stay out and live like I was created to live.
Now, every time I fly into Anchorage, I feel as if I’m coming home. Yet, I’ve never lived anywhere in the state of Alaska.
My heart, my soul and my mind are in perfect harmony when I’m here. If only, I could stay, I would finally not only see the whole me, but be totally free.
Every time the plane descends for a landing, I get trigger happy and the collection of photos begin. Then I become exuberant, for I know what awaits me once I’m out of the plane and in nature, FREEDOM!!!
At Day’s End
Fix your thoughts on what is true and good and right. Think about things that are pure and lovely, and dwell on the fine, good things in others. Think about all you can praise God for and be glad about.
TLB Philippians 4:8
The Magic of New Day
THE MAGIC OF A NEW DAY
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Days ago, troubles lingered on my mind like stormy dark clouds.
Slowly I drew the curtains opened not wanting morning to come.
Not knowing the view had more than a scene to reveal to me.
Morning sun rose like a golden ocean of possibilities behind leafless trees of brokenness.
Heavy, purple winter clouds hung above the sea of goodness keeping life from reaching me
Angelic cloud spread across the stormy clouds allowing the blue sky to fill my heart with heavenly hope.
God’s promises are new every morning and ours should be too.
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