The garden of delight
where the soul can take root.
Stories Collected While Living in France
Your thoughts remind me of my “power spot” – it´s near a huge old limetree within the monastery premisses, and I go to stand there when my mind needs refreshing and my outer shell needs re-rooting. We call these places “Kraftplatz” which is a very strong expression, but it means what it says or vice versa. Have a good day, Corey !
Wherein the Goddess resides. xoxo
Hello Lieselotte, I remember your Kraftplatz and its energy was evident. What a gift to have such a place nearby.
You still look like the girl who could leave her beloved family home to move to another country, all for love.
What a beautiful rose in this garden of delight.
I really like your hair long!
Did you comment on my latest post??You must go see what I made out of vintage pins!IT’s a MUST!!!!!!!!!!
Loved your comment on FB.I know you would adore……..thats why I want you to come for a visit!We gotta figure that one out!
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