in the morning i stand at the window, the steam from my coffee makes me squint—
i think about windows, portals, visions of dreams, of flying
away and above and beyond what we know, through fields of corn and poppy
riding on the back of pick-up trucks to watch fireworks and feel alive again
spanishwoods 
this is wonderful, Sylvia. 🥰🥰🥰
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Thank you John!
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You’re welcome Sylvia. ☺️
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Lovely. I think of these things too.
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That space of quiet with our coffee…really wonderful, right?
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Absolutely
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Beautiful, Sylvia. This happens to me, too, especially when I’m just awakening in the morning.
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Yes, there’s something special I think about our mind-set when we first wake up. We are still holding on to a dream state and so we are open to thoughts that don’t get through during the rest of the day.
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Sylvia, this is beautiful. I need to take the time and pause with my morning coffee again. I don’t believe I’ve done that since I moved. Sigh.
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Oh yes, take that time Laura. It’s good for the spirit.
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Beautiful.
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Thank you Michael.
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You’re welcome, Sylvia.
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Fun stuff 🙂 🪄🧙🧹
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Thanks Sherry!
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Oh yes. What lies beyond the cloth-covered glass…
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Right…
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This post felt like the calm pause we all need to take more often. I love the digital collage, especially the way the words, wings, and the marble create the shape of a dragonfly.
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Thanks ever so much!
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Dreams, early morning visions, and coffee, a portal to another world. I’m on board, Sylvia.
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I knew you would be Curt!
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Lovely 💐
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Thank you!
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