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		By: revgerry		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thanks for sharing your retreat Patricia...have fond memories of some like that.

I have been noticing that I&#039;m not getting much done lately as I immerse myself in and share other people&#039;s beautiful work and wonder why - I&#039;m at some sort of plateau...but loving the sense of connection with others. I live out in the Sonoran desert so every morning is quiet..and every afternoon...and every evening.. right now I&#039;d enjoy a retreat with stimulation and inspiration  to motivate me to my next  expression.

Hugz, Gerry #WUVIP]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for sharing your retreat Patricia&#8230;have fond memories of some like that.</p>
<p>I have been noticing that I&#8217;m not getting much done lately as I immerse myself in and share other people&#8217;s beautiful work and wonder why &#8211; I&#8217;m at some sort of plateau&#8230;but loving the sense of connection with others. I live out in the Sonoran desert so every morning is quiet..and every afternoon&#8230;and every evening.. right now I&#8217;d enjoy a retreat with stimulation and inspiration  to motivate me to my next  expression.</p>
<p>Hugz, Gerry #WUVIP</p>
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		By: Dorothy Pallone Hagins		</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Apr 2016 18:10:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[simpler times are what we ache for and seek out...loved this so much!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>simpler times are what we ache for and seek out&#8230;loved this so much!</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hello dear friend, LOVE.LOVE.LOVE this post. It is completely where I am this beautiful morning. Pure joy.Had to share what I just wrote, hope you enjoy these words. I so love your art and your words, so delighted I met you :)And so looking forward to the Dragon book :) :) :) natures art I am in awe by the beauty of nature surrounding me bushes pruned offering buds seeking to grow to become flowers of brilliant color just because they can caring not to compete but just to be as they are meant to be

reflecting this gift their beauty for all to see I see the gift of art defined by the soul of the artist offering the gift of their beauty within bound in the folds of their creation shared they open indeed I am in awe by the beauty of nature opening her gift becoming the beacon for me to see the gift of my art my beauty unique to me comparing not to others around me I open

nature has opened herself to show to me how to be free to live to love to let go and allow my truth my being the artist that I am  born of love  to spread her wings to fly to become the me that waits unique and beautiful  offering her gift that you would see the beautiful you within  that waits to begin to blossom into the glorious you you are

I am in awe of nature her truth my truth love shared as one this gift I am honored to receive  I shall fly this glorious day following this beacon of light natures art consumes me joy flows through my soul may my art open you this day to say so too I shall fly into the me that waits no more -

written NBS 4-2-2016

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello dear friend, LOVE.LOVE.LOVE this post. It is completely where I am this beautiful morning. Pure joy.Had to share what I just wrote, hope you enjoy these words. I so love your art and your words, so delighted I met you :)And so looking forward to the Dragon book 🙂 🙂 🙂 natures art I am in awe by the beauty of nature surrounding me bushes pruned offering buds seeking to grow to become flowers of brilliant color just because they can caring not to compete but just to be as they are meant to be</p>
<p>reflecting this gift their beauty for all to see I see the gift of art defined by the soul of the artist offering the gift of their beauty within bound in the folds of their creation shared they open indeed I am in awe by the beauty of nature opening her gift becoming the beacon for me to see the gift of my art my beauty unique to me comparing not to others around me I open</p>
<p>nature has opened herself to show to me how to be free to live to love to let go and allow my truth my being the artist that I am  born of love  to spread her wings to fly to become the me that waits unique and beautiful  offering her gift that you would see the beautiful you within  that waits to begin to blossom into the glorious you you are</p>
<p>I am in awe of nature her truth my truth love shared as one this gift I am honored to receive  I shall fly this glorious day following this beacon of light natures art consumes me joy flows through my soul may my art open you this day to say so too I shall fly into the me that waits no more &#8211;</p>
<p>written NBS 4-2-2016</p>
<p>Date: Sat, 2 Apr 2016 14:40:04 +0000 To: <a href="mailto:usmile2@hotmail.com">usmile2@hotmail.com</a></p>
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