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  • Little piece from the first section ‘And then I met you’ of my new book ‘Homesick’. Get it on sale right now on Amazon for the next few days!! Hope you enjoy it. Love and light ❤️🕊
  • Little piece from the first section ‘And then I met you’ of my new book ‘Homesick’. Get it on sale right now on Amazon for the next few days!! Hope you enjoy it. Love and light ❤️🕊
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  • Alongside // Throwback🤩
  • Alongside // Throwback🤩
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  • Tides. // I hope everyone’s been well & following their hearts, goals & ambitions ✨ keep on keeping on friends, love you all 🌹 xo
  • Tides. // I hope everyone’s been well & following their hearts, goals & ambitions ✨ keep on keeping on friends, love you all 🌹 xo
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  • To add depth to your outfit, consider dressing in layers ✨
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If you’re wearing a button down top, add a graphic tee to spice up the look. If you are wearing stocking, pair with socks ✨
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Layering your clothing is a direct representation of your personality, and is courageous. I encourage each of you to wear your heart on your sleeve (literally lol) ✨
  • To add depth to your outfit, consider dressing in layers ✨
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    If you’re wearing a button down top, add a graphic tee to spice up the look. If you are wearing stocking, pair with socks ✨
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    Layering your clothing is a direct representation of your personality, and is courageous. I encourage each of you to wear your heart on your sleeve (literally lol) ✨
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  • Creative minds glisten like the touch of forbidden romance.
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They spark with the whimsy of Sundays lounging in linen.
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And roam like vast meadows — forever reaching towards hazed horizons.
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The truth is, creative minds work differently to the analytic.
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So when it comes to strategy in the creative field, it makes sense that the two sometimes clash — unexpectedly.
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Lately we’ve been working with new creative business owners who simply don’t know how to tame their wild minds (spoiler alert: to simmer that blaze would be a true tragedy!). ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
A note to the creative: it’s okay to run free and outsource your business’s wordy needs. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
In recent work we’ve been teaming our love for creativity with that of our client’s. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
And my soul has never felt more alight. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
📸: @megangilbert.creative
  • Creative minds glisten like the touch of forbidden romance.
    ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    They spark with the whimsy of Sundays lounging in linen.
    ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    And roam like vast meadows — forever reaching towards hazed horizons.
    ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    The truth is, creative minds work differently to the analytic.
    ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    So when it comes to strategy in the creative field, it makes sense that the two sometimes clash — unexpectedly.
    ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    Lately we’ve been working with new creative business owners who simply don’t know how to tame their wild minds (spoiler alert: to simmer that blaze would be a true tragedy!). ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    A note to the creative: it’s okay to run free and outsource your business’s wordy needs. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    In recent work we’ve been teaming our love for creativity with that of our client’s. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    And my soul has never felt more alight. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
    📸: @megangilbert.creative
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  • Hechisa Ferreira - @hechisa | Muitas vezes nós andamos por vários caminhos, damos incontáveis voltas e achamos estar indo em direção àquilo que nos trará satisfação, àquilo que queremos e acreditamos ser o ideal para nós. Mas pode ser no meio desse caminho que acabamos deixando tudo o que temos em busca do que acreditamos precisar. Uma mulher tinha um fluxo de sangue e por doze anos fez vários trajetos, gastando sua energia naquilo que ela acreditava ser a sua cura. Quantas vezes não nos vemos no mesmo caminho que essa mulher? Achamos estar fazendo “tudo ao nosso alcance” para que as coisas deem certo para nós. Mas a verdade deve nos atingir como atingiu aquela mulher no momento em que ela tocou as vestes de Jesus. Mesmo talvez cansada de correr por vários caminhos tentando encontrar o que precisava, ela escolheu, ela teve fé e acreditou que o encontro com a Verdade lhe traria vida. A vida que lhe mudou, lhe deu uma nova identidade, a que lhe abriu caminho a uma vida de paz. 
Nós podemos ter percorrido muitos caminhos, mas não se preocupe. Hoje, basta que você o toque, e para isso não é preciso romper a multidão. Rompa a si mesmo, suas crenças, tenha bom ânimo, filha, e ouça. “(...) a tua fé te salvou.” Lc 8:48 | UREV Writers | #creativewriting #criatividade #urevwriting #escritacriativa #poema #letras
  • Hechisa Ferreira - @hechisa | Muitas vezes nós andamos por vários caminhos, damos incontáveis voltas e achamos estar indo em direção àquilo que nos trará satisfação, àquilo que queremos e acreditamos ser o ideal para nós. Mas pode ser no meio desse caminho que acabamos deixando tudo o que temos em busca do que acreditamos precisar. Uma mulher tinha um fluxo de sangue e por doze anos fez vários trajetos, gastando sua energia naquilo que ela acreditava ser a sua cura. Quantas vezes não nos vemos no mesmo caminho que essa mulher? Achamos estar fazendo “tudo ao nosso alcance” para que as coisas deem certo para nós. Mas a verdade deve nos atingir como atingiu aquela mulher no momento em que ela tocou as vestes de Jesus. Mesmo talvez cansada de correr por vários caminhos tentando encontrar o que precisava, ela escolheu, ela teve fé e acreditou que o encontro com a Verdade lhe traria vida. A vida que lhe mudou, lhe deu uma nova identidade, a que lhe abriu caminho a uma vida de paz.
    Nós podemos ter percorrido muitos caminhos, mas não se preocupe. Hoje, basta que você o toque, e para isso não é preciso romper a multidão. Rompa a si mesmo, suas crenças, tenha bom ânimo, filha, e ouça. “(...) a tua fé te salvou.” Lc 8:48 | UREV Writers | #creativewriting #criatividade #urevwriting #escritacriativa #poema #letras
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  • We’re heading East. Join us tomorrow for an analog journaling workshop in Brooklyn with our friends at @sea.together.mag and @labambanyc at @loosierouge. Putting pen to paper is powerful stuff and can do a lot for your mental and physical well being. Don’t believe us? Google it. RSVP via the link in our bio. | Smiling faces at a recent AllSwell journaling workshop by @julimagnussen.
  • We’re heading East. Join us tomorrow for an analog journaling workshop in Brooklyn with our friends at @sea.together.mag and @labambanyc at @loosierouge. Putting pen to paper is powerful stuff and can do a lot for your mental and physical well being. Don’t believe us? Google it. RSVP via the link in our bio. | Smiling faces at a recent AllSwell journaling workshop by @julimagnussen.
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  • I was out for a long walk on a beautiful night in the suburbs. Nights are always kind of mysterious and my senses were heightened from the lack of cars swishing by, masking the faint lull of more distant noise, unidentifiable. The din. The ever present melange of all other noise poured together into a cast iron mould and poured out into my ears lightly. 
Strolling along without a care in the world, I was delighted by the brief moment of beauty and serenity. What I didn't see coming would redefine my night in a way that wasn't only unexpected but left my heart pounding and my legs sore. In the distance, I saw an animal prance past. I wanted to go closer to, as an instinct, perhaps stroke the beautiful, silky fur of what I thought was retriever or shepard. Check it's tags and make sure it got back to a safe place to drift off to sleep in safety. But, to my horror, the closer I approached, the more sure I was of my realization. It wasn't a Shepard or retriever at all, but a large, adequately built coyote. I gasped. 
#art #film #films #abstract #writing #rain #filmmakers #photography #photographer #fineart #mystery #danger #suspense #diary #musicians #creativewriting #love #romantics #filmdirector #directors #producers #artists #artistic #talent #reallifescene #nature #wildlife
  • I was out for a long walk on a beautiful night in the suburbs. Nights are always kind of mysterious and my senses were heightened from the lack of cars swishing by, masking the faint lull of more distant noise, unidentifiable. The din. The ever present melange of all other noise poured together into a cast iron mould and poured out into my ears lightly.
    Strolling along without a care in the world, I was delighted by the brief moment of beauty and serenity. What I didn't see coming would redefine my night in a way that wasn't only unexpected but left my heart pounding and my legs sore. In the distance, I saw an animal prance past. I wanted to go closer to, as an instinct, perhaps stroke the beautiful, silky fur of what I thought was retriever or shepard. Check it's tags and make sure it got back to a safe place to drift off to sleep in safety. But, to my horror, the closer I approached, the more sure I was of my realization. It wasn't a Shepard or retriever at all, but a large, adequately built coyote. I gasped.
    #art #film #films #abstract #writing #rain #filmmakers #photography #photographer #fineart #mystery #danger #suspense #diary #musicians #creativewriting #love #romantics #filmdirector #directors #producers #artists #artistic #talent #reallifescene #nature #wildlife
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  • Continuation of (i struggled too) check previous post.
moral filled lady that knew that God existed but didn't really have a relationship with God.
Guess what, the devil attacked but the script writer knows exactly what He is/was doing cos everything still points to the feet of the cross, everything still points to the mercy sit of the most high.
Let's take a look at Judas that betrayed Jesus, the devil intended to use Judas to harm Jesus and stop the reign/spreading of the gospel, God didn't stop Judas from being used by the devil because it was all part of the process to fulfill the prophecy/promise that has brought us salvation even till this day. 
Think about it; if there was no Judas/no man to betray Jesus, we wouldn't be enjoying the freedom we have now in Christ. what about Saul that persecuted the Christians who later became Paul that took the gospel of Christ to greater heights? 
What am i trying to say; the devil might be attacking your relationship with God now and always will he, but understand that, this isn't a time to give in and even if you have back slided, talk to your FATHER for he wants you to rely on His righteousness And not your self righteousness, He is the one who makes your imperfect nature perfect. Don't let the devil cut you away completely from your communication with your Father (God) for He yearns to hear from you more than you even want to speak to Him. 
The devil brings up the guilt just  to disconnect you completely from your father but let those struggles, those guilt bring you closer to the feet of your maker.
Listen; The more he makes you feel guilty/worthless and not good enough; The more grace abounds and points you back to the Father(God). The more you feel this dissatisfaction and emptiness that only God can fill.
I know someone reading this may have given up on their relationship with God. I know the devil has made you feel unworthy in one way or the other but please i want to tell you that God is the one who put that hunger for Him in your spirit man and He is super interested in you more than you can ever imagine. He isn't done with you yet.Your journey just begun!!!(to be continued). Feedback/contribution please🙏🏽
  • Continuation of (i struggled too) check previous post.
    moral filled lady that knew that God existed but didn't really have a relationship with God.
    Guess what, the devil attacked but the script writer knows exactly what He is/was doing cos everything still points to the feet of the cross, everything still points to the mercy sit of the most high.
    Let's take a look at Judas that betrayed Jesus, the devil intended to use Judas to harm Jesus and stop the reign/spreading of the gospel, God didn't stop Judas from being used by the devil because it was all part of the process to fulfill the prophecy/promise that has brought us salvation even till this day.
    Think about it; if there was no Judas/no man to betray Jesus, we wouldn't be enjoying the freedom we have now in Christ. what about Saul that persecuted the Christians who later became Paul that took the gospel of Christ to greater heights?
    What am i trying to say; the devil might be attacking your relationship with God now and always will he, but understand that, this isn't a time to give in and even if you have back slided, talk to your FATHER for he wants you to rely on His righteousness And not your self righteousness, He is the one who makes your imperfect nature perfect. Don't let the devil cut you away completely from your communication with your Father (God) for He yearns to hear from you more than you even want to speak to Him.
    The devil brings up the guilt just to disconnect you completely from your father but let those struggles, those guilt bring you closer to the feet of your maker.
    Listen; The more he makes you feel guilty/worthless and not good enough; The more grace abounds and points you back to the Father(God). The more you feel this dissatisfaction and emptiness that only God can fill.
    I know someone reading this may have given up on their relationship with God. I know the devil has made you feel unworthy in one way or the other but please i want to tell you that God is the one who put that hunger for Him in your spirit man and He is super interested in you more than you can ever imagine. He isn't done with you yet.Your journey just begun!!!(to be continued). Feedback/contribution please🙏🏽
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  • “i knew she was hurting by the way she was texting.” 🥀
  • “i knew she was hurting by the way she was texting.” 🥀
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  • Plans change. Keep that hustle and work ethic, it'll pay off!
  • Plans change. Keep that hustle and work ethic, it'll pay off!
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  • Bitter November // I sit before my screen
Playing senseless games
With my friends
To ignore the pain
Right in my chest
Caused by the absence 
Of a certain ghost.
I ignore it 
As the days pass by
And the answers 
To the questions 
Start being given
And found 
And the knowledge 
We share 
Becomes deeper
And more meaningful.
But the ache
Doesn’t ease
And the big lie
Being told
By the biggest 
Of them all
Is the one turning point 
That will shoot 
And end me.
And as these faces
Get soaked in tears
And they dry up 
with the air
My heart beats fast
For the lies,
The fiction I’ve lived,
For the one who got away
For the one who 
Dies
And dies every day
Wondering why 
This pain 
had to belong to him
And only him.
I still don’t know
Which touch I’m craving
The one that let go
Or the one 
Who didn’t even 
let me in?
And the lie.
The lie
The lie haunts me
And won’t ever stop
And my head’s spinning
And I need something
But all I’m left with
Is nothing.
An empty stomach.
An empty heart.
An empty soul.
An emptiness.
Why me?
And why you?
And why us?
And why them?
I thought life was finally
Starting 
to make sense
But my heart stops
And beats 
Simultaneously
And I fall
And I’m left 
And I’m crushed.
All of the above
By the people
I love most. - IR
  • Bitter November // I sit before my screen
    Playing senseless games
    With my friends
    To ignore the pain
    Right in my chest
    Caused by the absence
    Of a certain ghost.
    I ignore it
    As the days pass by
    And the answers
    To the questions
    Start being given
    And found
    And the knowledge
    We share
    Becomes deeper
    And more meaningful.
    But the ache
    Doesn’t ease
    And the big lie
    Being told
    By the biggest
    Of them all
    Is the one turning point
    That will shoot
    And end me.
    And as these faces
    Get soaked in tears
    And they dry up
    with the air
    My heart beats fast
    For the lies,
    The fiction I’ve lived,
    For the one who got away
    For the one who
    Dies
    And dies every day
    Wondering why
    This pain
    had to belong to him
    And only him.
    I still don’t know
    Which touch I’m craving
    The one that let go
    Or the one
    Who didn’t even
    let me in?
    And the lie.
    The lie
    The lie haunts me
    And won’t ever stop
    And my head’s spinning
    And I need something
    But all I’m left with
    Is nothing.
    An empty stomach.
    An empty heart.
    An empty soul.
    An emptiness.
    Why me?
    And why you?
    And why us?
    And why them?
    I thought life was finally
    Starting
    to make sense
    But my heart stops
    And beats
    Simultaneously
    And I fall
    And I’m left
    And I’m crushed.
    All of the above
    By the people
    I love most. - IR
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  • and for the same reason, distance can also be a blessing.
  • and for the same reason, distance can also be a blessing.
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  • BLOG ALERT // To all the parents out there struggling with #mentalillness…this #newpost is for you 🖤

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Your struggles with mental illness impact your life significantly. You have great days. You have bad days. Mental illness or not, we all have up-and-down days; we’re all human. It’s unfair to class your bad days in a dissimilar category because…[Read More]
  • BLOG ALERT // To all the parents out there struggling with #mentalillness …this #newpost is for you 🖤

    Link in bio.
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    Your struggles with mental illness impact your life significantly. You have great days. You have bad days. Mental illness or not, we all have up-and-down days; we’re all human. It’s unfair to class your bad days in a dissimilar category because…[Read More]
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  • We make writing fun! Right now Miss Colleen is hosting Dive Write In: a free summer camp preview for children ages 7-10. Our Youth Summer Camps provide young students with a creative, enriching writing experience that allows them to explore their imaginations while also building their confidence and developing their literacy skills. Sign your child up for a camp today at www.projectwritenow.org/youth-summer-camps! #youthsummercamps #summerprograms #divewritein #kidwriters #summerwriting #creativewriting #redbank
  • We make writing fun! Right now Miss Colleen is hosting Dive Write In: a free summer camp preview for children ages 7-10. Our Youth Summer Camps provide young students with a creative, enriching writing experience that allows them to explore their imaginations while also building their confidence and developing their literacy skills. Sign your child up for a camp today at www.projectwritenow.org/youth-summer-camps! #youthsummercamps #summerprograms #divewritein #kidwriters #summerwriting #creativewriting #redbank
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