What is he like? I was told to behold— he was a musical soul. The gift of gab – he never had. Fashion and flair— he had… Read more “The Wanderer”
Nature is so therapeutic! So if you are struggling get out there and let Mother Nature work her magic. #WatervlietMichigan #puremichigan
It’s the art from the heart that leaves the mark.
The clouds part more now everyday letting the sun peek through little by little to drive off the damp chill. It’s like there is a battle in the sky this time of year as old man frost fights to keep his hold. Unwillingly he let’s go.
Spring has sprung and natures beauties break their way through the thawing earth.
Dominik, my grand baby, and I slosh through the mud in our rain boots, gush and mush. I in my spandex gym pants and my favorite old Texas longhorns hoodie, raking leaves and twigs off the flower beds. Dominik asks what we doin Na? We are helping the flowers get to the air so they can breath baby, I say. Later in the afternoon we start creating this piece together, learning together. I call this time together, we create.
Here’s to the souls that yearn for movement and to the girls that dance to the beat of their own tune. Stretching their voices to be heard by their songs, by their touch and by their hearts which speak the language of movement.To the girls that wander to see, hear and feel the poetry in everything. To the magnificence of the oceans blue to the tall dance of sea grass as it whispers in the wind. Hold your freedom in your heart and wander fearlessly.
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I said the eyes are the window to the soul.
He said baby, come get freaky with me.
Be free baby and set your heart free with me he whispered to my soul.
Let me be your first come get your freak on with me.
Just be free baby, be free.
Beauty is all around me.