She looked around
and saw her shell,
hungry for Love
that was Always There,
waiting for her
to embrace it.
To eat and drink from its source
without guilt
without sorrow
without fear,
without expectations.
She left the shell behind,
with a smile,
and continued walking.
Lightly.
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Hope you’re prospering in the big smoke.
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Hey, I actually have swapped it for the big mountains of Scotland 🙂 I love your instagram! Beautiful, beautiful paintings.
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