August 2024
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Still There
The clouds may cover your view of the mountains but the mountains are still there You may not see the sunlight but it’s still shining You can’t see the roots of the trees supporting their life and yet the roots are there So maybe just maybe what you can’t see is still there The beauty Continue reading
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Always More to Come
Yesterday I walked the same old trails and I was sad The blossoms I had seen before had faded as though the beginning of Spring was already over I went to bed disheartened The morning met with gloom Again I walked the same old trails Behold! new flowers blossomed over night The blues and pinks Continue reading
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What you Love
I think I was taught that my loves were silly compared to Christ, or a spouse, or children I may have, or saving the world, or working my job. My loves may seem small but they make up who I am and get me through the day. Without Steve Irwin, small creatures, Phil Collins, violins, Continue reading
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Shaped by Loves
My heart is shaped like my loves the smile of children the colors of moth wings the shapes of animals My heart beat sounds like my loves the songs of birds and cicadas the moving creek the notes of music laugher and passionate speech What’s written on my heart are my loves the words of Continue reading
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All or Nothing
I want all or nothing I don’t just want a walk outside with some trees and flowers I want to sit by a glacial lake reflecting perfectly the mountains above If I can’t have that I’ll just stay inside If I can’t make today something great why even try? If it’s raining just a little Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 