What you do have control over is how you re-act to whatever happens in your life. What we all become is exactly what we believe we can. My confidence comes from knowing there is something greater than myself that I am a part of and also is a part of me. How I think one … Continue reading Oprah(isms)
Spectacular!
It's been awhile .... a photo blog to share #PuertoVallarta #Mexico from Sunrise to sunset... © Lynda Filler, Photography SPECTACULAR!
I’m in love…Coelho
A review or a reviewer's musings? You decide... Sometimes a story/book/novel seizes your heart and refuses to let go. Such is my love affair with this book, Manuscript Found in Accra. Let me share a few of the highlights from the book. I imagine when I allow myself to finish, I will have underlined at … Continue reading I’m in love…Coelho
Meltdown
© Lynda Filler Photography Meltdown Spring was never waiting for us it went one step forward as I longed for our dance I thought you would come to me one rainy summer day instead you had Dragons to Slay and orphans to love and a God to appease my dream was … Continue reading Meltdown
Mis-Understand
Mis-Understand I don’t try to understand your pain nor empathize with what you gain by making choices of denial waiting for time to pass all the while forgetting how to live I don’t try to understand a choice to abstain from love and passion intimacy that is a God-given-gift the closest … Continue reading Mis-Understand
color ceased to exist
Blue a whistle blows March winds carry your spirit waves bow, welcome you moms and calves breaching learning playing b e i n g I wandered the shoreline sea shells crusty under naked feet toes tickled by waters wanting to dance you moved in burnt orange I lived in hot pink … Continue reading color ceased to exist
Rooms
Rooms my heart has many rooms and in these rooms I find old stories sadness, pain, loss and incredible moments of joy and love I would not (ex)change the lows for were they not a high waiting to happen? were they not a fearful no aching to become a jubilant yes! … Continue reading Rooms
Of God
© Lynda Filler Photography Of God he seemed at times slow to flow like sweet molasses my Southern Boy m e a n d e r i n g finding his way t e r r i t o r y he has mapped long since misplaced with armor no longer needed … Continue reading Of God
(To) Sea
© Lynda Filler Photography (To) Sea is it in the wind the salty breeze that kisses ocean-wet shoulders and sends a chill down between my breasts or in the sand silken a welcome caress to hot pink toes or is it in the baby snails that crawl beneath the burden of … Continue reading (To) Sea
Fear…
Life is supposed to hit you with one thing at a time. So, take your pick Life: what’s it going to be? I know you never promised me a rose garden. And a white picket fence has been off the table for years. And I know it’s normal to feel sad for what-could-have-been and … Continue reading Fear…
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