Top of the Lemon Sqweeze, New Paltz NY
The sound of the leaves fluttering in the breeze
The radiant colors beaming from the trees
The stillness
The quiet
Soaking it all in
Hearing my footsteps along the path,
carrying me through the woods.
Holding me safely
Embracing my heart
Nature brings me back
Grounds me
Helps my soul de-clutter
It brings a smile to my face
Eases my fears
And makes me feel a little more comfortable with myself.
A little glimpse into my amazing weekend. I am still soaking in all the love I experienced!
The Girls!
The wonderful couple on there special day!
A great group of friends. Thank you Brinker International for bringing all of us together!
What a wonderful weekend I had. Filled with great friends, laughing, smiles, and sunshine. It was a wedding that brought us all together, yet the weekend became more than that to all of us. We bonded, we laughed, we shared stories, and had blast together. It is amazing to me how working with people makes them feel like family to you. And even when you don't work together anymore you still have that bond. We may not see each other as much as we would like to but when we come together it is like we never left one another.
I am so grateful to have each and every one of them in my life.
Thank you dear friends for always being there for me.
Campfire at Wolf World
I don't get it....
I worry.... I fret...
I drive myself crazy.
I want to appear strong, am I a strong person?
I don't watch television, have no idea even the programs that are on.
I don't have much of a wardrobe...I tend to wear the same clothes over and over again...
but it is what I am comfortable in. Does it matter that I am not a fashion guru?
Who am I?
I don't know....or do I?
Who could possibly care about me?
The real me....
The one who likes to shower twice a day, and wants to eat healthy (but loves chocolate), and read, and paint, and just plain soak up life. The one who likes to laugh and be silly and do ridiculous things because they are fun. The one who doesn't wear makeup..in fact knows nothing about it.
Who could possibly love this person? The person who likes to ride her shiny red bike with the basket around town, smiling and waving to strangers. Spending hours in the library. Who could possibly care about the person who cares more about laughing then about money? The person who just wants to connect with others....
I feel like a stranger in this world. I feel like people don't get me. I am constantly apologizing for who I am.
The writer....the painter...the photographer...who really isn't any of those things, but enjoys them. I love to write...I love to paint...and I love to take photos...does that matter?
I am not good with the spoken word. I get tongue tied and shy. I don't know what to say. And then I get embarrassed because I want to appear strong...I never want to appear weak.
But sometimes I am sad.
And sometimes I cry.
People hurt my feelings, and I bleed inside...don't we all?
I don't need much....some paint...a journal to write in...a book to read....I am happy that way.
But who would ever think I that is a good thing? Who could possibly understand that the sound of the ocean eases my heart, and children's laughter lights up my soul? Who could ever understand that I just want to be seen....I just want to be heard. I am a person.
Sometimes I feel invisible.
Sometimes I am scared.
I am ashamed to admit these feelings, but don't we all feel them? Do we?
Oh goodness...
Oh goodness...
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Hello I'm Jennifer! A writer, podcaster and heart-centered guide. I believe in the power of the written word and am here to guide you in opening your heart.
