Between the pages
tucked in with sentences
stories
each word somehow
caressing the root and heart
with gentle guidance and at times a thunderbolt to the source
nevertheless unveiling
a life lived.
Old books and papers notes from the past allowing us to relive the footsteps of another.
The French Muse Experience as always was an utter joy. Ruth and I have met many kindred spirits over these last few years. At first, we thought the French Muse would be about the brocante, antiquing, inspiration… and it has, yet it has become more than that with the sharing and storytelling that takes place. The French Muse evokes a sisterhood, a place to indulge, a place to feel good about ourselves and surroundings.
An inner muse.
I am grateful!
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