The.StoryKeeper:
Dreams are illustrations... from the book your soul is writing about you.
The.StoryKeeper:
There's nothing like a mama-hug.
The.StoryKeeper:
Rain Drops
The.StoryKeeper:
Beauty Tips - How to Look Younger: Don't be born so soon.
The.StoryKeeper:
Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.
The.StoryKeeper:
Happy Bokeh Wednesday!
The.StoryKeeper:
Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain
The.StoryKeeper:
"Where are we going?" Asked Adelaide as she followed Beatrix along Kingston St.
The.StoryKeeper:
Green things are green in general
The.StoryKeeper:
You're not alone, I'll wait till the end of time
The.StoryKeeper:
And we've been handed these moments forever.
The.StoryKeeper:
That was the day the ancient songs of blood & war spilled from a hole in the sky & there was a long moment as we listened & fell silent in our grief & then one by one, we stood tall & came together
The.StoryKeeper:
...awake and renew a sleeping world...
The.StoryKeeper:
...a symphony in a wonderland...
The.StoryKeeper:
...always...
The.StoryKeeper:
When you start writing the magic comes when the characters seem to take on a life of their own and write the words for themselves.
The.StoryKeeper:
Unusual Magic
The.StoryKeeper:
Don't wait for people to be friendly, show them how.
The.StoryKeeper:
Everything's got a moral, if only you can find it.
The.StoryKeeper:
...which then turned into a quiet thought...
The.StoryKeeper:
Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions
The.StoryKeeper:
Don't give up, It's just the weight of the world
The.StoryKeeper:
The sound of an engine broke the seamless sound of nature and a bright red car came around the corner and stopped in front of her.
The.StoryKeeper:
The only sound in the room came from outside, it was the rain rushing down to the ground.
The.StoryKeeper:
The rain hit the earth gently; refreshing and making everything seem new.
The.StoryKeeper:
A soft misty rain fell down making the air damp, not enough to dampen his clothes or wet the ground any more.
The.StoryKeeper:
The weather was cold and damp, normal for late autumn.
The.StoryKeeper:
...oh, but hold your breathe...
The.StoryKeeper:
this is the center of the universe at this moment unless you're looking in another direction, or are thinking about something from a long time ago, in which case it will wait quietly right here until you return
