Manna Meditations, Day 31
Yesterday, in a moment of joy, I lifted my iPhone to a dogwood branch knotted with small dark buds – the hope of things to come.
By accident, though, I snapped a photo of my own upturned face, lit with quiet wonder.
I offer these two images today in humble recognition that they are both, in a way, photos of the same thing:
Unguarded Hope.
And also, beauty.
Because really: anyone who can see hope outside herself is someone who harbors it safe within, too…
And that, friends, is a deeply beautiful thing. ❤
beautiful shots
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Thank you kindly! Beauty to you today! 🙂
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Beautiful. Perfect. Hopeful ❤️
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Thank you for that, Miriam! Hope you’re well. 😊
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I am, thanks Ashleigh. Hope you are too. 💕
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😊💕
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The hope for Beauty… A good programme.
Black hair now? 🙂
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My natural color (very very dark brown). I do miss the blonde these days, though … I’ll probably be back to it by spring.
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Haha! Suit yourself. “Black” suits you though.
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