my favorite colors, strings and bows. reaching for the stars, getting stuck in my own day dreams. everyday wanting to be closer to the heavens. My head in the clouds and flying free higher and higher.... but we have that string that pulls us down. back to earth and realitys being dragged around until we have time to go back outside and let the wind of our imagination take us away again.
don't be mad at your string, for if we didn't have it, we would be blown off into space and lost FOREVER...
2 comments:
Hey there, saw your comment over on SuziBlu's blog. So glad that you have found art journalling helpful in getting stuff out. Sometimes when I'm writing on my blog, it feels like I am talking to myself. That's why I thought I would leave a comment here, cos I've heard you! I am a believer too, not that I do much about it tho...Hope things change for the better in your house. It is AMAZING living in your own place and maybe you will get to do that soon!
HI Alysia!
I also saw your comment on Suzi's last blog entry and thought I'd surf in....love your journal pages, especially the first one on the 11/3 entry--very pretty!!
Hugs,
Ellen
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