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The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self-Discovery - Rejoicing In The Now... I Give Than
I find the power of the present moment aligns me with the well of joy that springs forth within my heart and moves me to the deepest...
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The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self-Discovery - Holding The Truth of Who I Am
How authentic am I being in my participation of creation? Denying my shadow and pretending it isn’t there takes me out of my authentic...
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self-Discovery - What Color Are My Wings?
The crystal sound of the bowl, as it played out its sweet music, expanded in my heart and shot a beam of light down my spine were it took...
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self-Discovery - The Lies I Tell Myself...
Somewhere along the way I learned that I was not good enough! And I believed it... I have been telling myself this lie my whole entire...
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self-Discovery - The Masks I Wear...
Have you ever asked yourself "who is this person who has hijacked my body and is pretending to be me, but isn't?" ~YAV
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self-Discovery - My Life's Defense
Throughout my life I learned to hide the truth of who I am. Crafting masks along the way, I lost myself in each facade. A skillful master...
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self Discovery - No Man's Land...
Running, running through a clearing, I came upon a quiet place. To slumber here beneath this tree and rest forevermore. ~YAV
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self Discovery - Time Thief...
Yearning came knocking on my door. I let her in… With it she brought desire, a dangerous fellow was he. Uprooting me from the NOW, they...
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self Discovery - The Tricks my Mind Plays
Chasing each moment grasping at straws… Looking for something that’s been here all along. ~YAV
The Art of Being Me: An Artist's Journey of Self Discovery - Spinning, Spinning… Fear Grips my H
An icy grip… a burning grasp that chills my bones. I am paralyzed with fear - I dare not move. ~YAV
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