I remember being surrounded by color growing up.

Oriental rugs that my parents insured to the Laura Ashley wallpaper in the Bed & Breakfast rooms, our house was tastefully decorated with real antiques and flowers.

My parents house is a lovely mix of yellow and sunset red walls that lovingly hold valuable items – some, slowly disappearing.

Now, as my spirit/child outgrows my self/ego, I am filling my life with the beauty of color.

Tis a great healing indeed.


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