Jumping for Joy

 Something just happens when you come to the beach.

You are like a kid again. FREE!!

You smile brighter, laugh harder, leap higher and hoop longer!

(Thank you Beth for teaching me photo tricks)

(Thank you Meri for keeping the JOY alive!)

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Postcards from Paradise

 Five friends gathered by the Sea with me last weekend.
This is our fourth gathering, as they followed me from California, Texas, Oregon and Virginia.
The large amounts of love, compassion, sharing, listening, understanding and caring is unmeasurable.

There was beautiful, delicious , healthy colorful foods. Hooping. Basket making. Dancing. Crying. Laughing. Hugging. Singing. Reading. Napping. Wine. Prosecco. Candles. Tea. Doodles. Breathing. Deeper. Unplugging. Unwinding. Decompressing. Reuniting. Magic. Sex talks. God talks. Book talks. Movie talks. Beach Walks. Raising children talks. More wine and champagne. Oils and No Poo!! Oh My!!

 

 "she is a friend of mine. she gather me, man. the pieces I am, she gather them and give them back to me in all the right order. It's good ya know when ya got a woman who is a friend of your mind" Toni Morrison

trust your truth

Hold your space

Trust your truth

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love letters

 he leaves me lovenotes...you know the kind...
handwritten, scribbled, and lovingly placed in surprise places

some are so tiny, yet packed with huge love

 he doodles. he says it's just a bunch of lines. I say bullshit. 

THIS. IS. ART.

I call it "Mattangling"

some call it Zentangle

he collects, refurbishes vintage fountain pens. he replaces the sac,burnishes the nib,builds these beautiful cases from cigar boxes!

 he converted an old portable sewing cabinet into his treasure chest!

and then late one magical night....he let me use his glass dip pen

I doodled in my art journal...

normally I paint, smoosh, cut & paste

I wrote a love letter with a sweet fine tip fountain pen

I am changed forever.

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I just love you

  Rocks of Love by Kim Mailhot

 I love the way he spells

Lovenotes from Matt

~~the contours of our hearts are never fully realized

until we land in the arms 

of caring for another.

love fiercely,

never hold back~~

Rebecca Brooks

Haiku my Heart, for Rebecca

 Rebecca is love

wings of love fly right to me

remember my heart

I dedicate this haiku to YOU, Rebecca

You heart is mine

I love you so

Haiku my Heart

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laugh with me

 

“Sometimes crying or laughing 

are the only options left, 

and laughing feels better right now.” 

Veronica Roth

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