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she thinks a lot of things are her fault.
she is so little
to have such a heavy heart,
little soft hands always holding
skinny twig legs running in green crocs.

sweet warrior spirit
2 long gold braids
white cotton tee with tiny silver sequence
black leggings
olive and aqua plaid mini
with a wrap around bow.

she thinks a lot of things are her fault
so she is handed jars of acrylic paint-
gold mica flecks, and iridescent glitter.

brown craft paper is rolled out,
yards and yards of it-
and she begins to decorate her world.

she drops paper hearts
on wet yellow painted canvas,
and writes poetry on post-its,
twirling it in with gold string and plastic pearls.

she fills shoebox after shoebox
with purple butterflies, moss, and mermaid women.
she draws rows of smiling fish on construction paper
and tapes them in one by one.
she plays in this world-
this haven with pink straw waterfalls
and tables made of yarn and scotch tape,
where she is queen of her own thoughts and mistakes.
we all need our own space like this
don’t we?

its not too late if you don’t have one.

as women we are born to CREATE-
whether it be a photograph,
a sculpture,
a painting,
a poem on a cocktail napkin,
a story written in the sand,
a collage,
a special meal,
an overgrown garden of tomatos and sunflowers…

we all need a place
to go when life does not make sense,
to find ourselves again and again.

a little patch of earth to spread out
and make something that was not there before,
so we may be our own heroes
and write our own happy endings.

it is never too late to begin again.

it is never too late to just make something.

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How did you know? I’ve dreamed of this place for so long…it has open windows and a pink kitchenaid stand mixer…

Thank you for becoming someone I can call “friend”.

McCabe, youre not a saver. I thought maybe you were at first.

One of those girls who is out to save everyone but herself.

Same as me.

I know a few years ago I STOPPED trying to save the world and just live life and be a good person.

These past few days I realize you have also stopped saving people.

No need for you to save when you can heal.

You are a healer.

Truly.

You have created a space in the universe for yourself.

Its a space filled with life, love, truth, sweetness, laughter, smiles, joy and light.

You are a teacher and creater all in one

Today you taught me to be gentle with my heart and reopen to possibilites.

Endless possibilities.

Thank you for being a healer and a friend,

Love&Light (LOTS OF PINK GRAPEFRUIT LIGHT!)

~Angela

amazing.

beautiful…just beautiful…

oh yeah. I have my space. It used to be the bedroom of the previous owners twin girls. I turned it into my craft room but then never did crafts there. I also considered scrapping the craft room and making another guest bedroom or something. Then I started making the art I wanted to make, not what I thought I should make. Now it’s my favorite place in the world (and it has an om stone in it, painted by a mermaid)

Always the healing words when I need it…
I too have my own space with a “special rock”…

Hugs

thank you. xo

simply.
beautiful.
xoxo,
gem

A little piece of my heart heals with each piece of your poetry. Thank you, mccabe…xoxo

You know, my eyes got really wet reading this. Absolutely beautiful ~ as usual. Thank you so very much for who you are and what you contribute to my life. I am forever grateful!
xo

you are so smart…

Yes!! Thanks for putting this out there! I know far too many women forget this. Our love and creativity are our gifts to the world…
I know this has inspired someone to make their own little space to create…:)

Thank you… from my little guy inside.

this was so beautiful.
and yes, we DO all need space to create: our words, images, ideas, dreams, lives.
thank-you for gently reminding me of this, again and again.
xoxo

beautiful reminder
we are meant to be beautiful
to create
to be girls/women
to be gentle
to be lovely
to give freely
to be who we are meant to be
thank you for sharing your vision!!
t

Thank you for this, dearie.

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