My heart desires to express. I paint. I cry. I write my thoughts. I get dramatic. Sometimes I raise my fist in fury or passion. More often than not laughter erupts from my mouth. All these are Reflections of the stirrings in my little heart. Engulfed in passion one afternoon, I painted my fist-sized heart on my living room wall. I never thought it would amount to anything other than a mural expressing my encounters with love. However, my heart has become centered around reflection on my heart over the past couple years. My heart has had its share of thumps and bumps. While on a Safari adventure in Africa, I was reminded that my little heart is not done in learning how to be tender-hearted. In response, I’ve begun painting again. Here you will find my considerations into the sacred and venerated. Welcome to my tender-hearted world.
I love your blog. You are truly talented. Bless your heart, it shows in everything you do. I need your address and I can’t find your email either. I want to make sure you get an invite to the Liberian Dessert Fundraiser for the Yekepa Children’s Library.
Hi Sheri! I just noticed your comment. Thank you for visiting my blog! I recently sent you my address and hopefully you got it. ;) Sorry for the delay. Looking forward to the fundraiser and to helping Loving Through Literacy!