When I was young I loved words. I had a binder of page protectors filled with word and pictures clippings from magazines, newspapers, and advertisements. Clips & Phrases I called the binder. Words have always been a huge part of my life. Magnetic poetry. Found word poetry. Spoken word. Journaling. Quotes. When I felt like no one was listening, it was a way for me to listen to myself. Quiet reflection. I now have a name for what I did all those years ago - #visionboard#foundartit's #mindful and quiet, peaceful and reflective. Certain words, pictures, phrases stand out to me. And I think and wonder why. Is my inner self trying to bring something to my attention? It's a way for me to #play. - to get lost in the #flow of my thoughts, imagination, and mind-tinkerings. Tonight, along with a vision board, I created a poem which I haven't done for a very long time.
Togetherness Feels so good Moments that count Build a trust like no other Traditions don't Happen overnight. Leaf piles. Sharing smiles. Cool days that glow. They happen one Morning at a time and One cup at a time. Family dinner Means never missing an opportunity to Feed your inner kid It's where life's magical moments Unfold right in front of you. It's home. It's what's on the inside That counts Find adventure Push play Feed the good.