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Traces of life Ghosts of the past Pieces of me are this city shaped by-product The Reflection I'm becoming And still... I am You wove me...

7 years ago today I moved into a house in Dixfield on a journey to the unknown. I had no clue what my future held. I just kept taking the...

Farm memories... oh how these make my heart sing❤️💕💙🩷 GAMELAN music under the kids climbing tree. If you're unfamiliar with Gamelan- I...

Sunsets on Wilson lake

A visit to my client (some become friends) for more upcoming work. I remember driving past her house before I met her and seeing a rock...

At one time my medium was watercolor. This is a self-portrait using only black paint. I love high contrast. Extremes, opposites. I'm all in for the high level of passion and fire. I have spent years learning to discern how far from the edge I can get and still maintain a level of "safety" with full expression. Can you relate? How do you define this line? . . . #watercolor #theedge #extremeselfie #verajohnson #passionatelife #wiltonmaine #highcontrast

Once the soul awakens, the search begins and you can never go back. From then on, you are inflamed with a special longing that will never...

Every Synchronicity creates the energy and belief that there could be more. When reality starts organizing itself to reflect your energy...

Homeward today. Grateful for this time with myself and the love and guidance of the universe/unnamed source. Allowing opportunities and...

Stops me in my tracks to listen for...nothingness. Perhaps a brook trickling under the snowy bridge or the leaves rustling. Nourishment for my souls restlessness are the textures of peeling birch bark, the crunching sounds of snow underfoot and glorious expansive views. #mainelife #wiltonmaine #walkinthewoods #wideopenspaces

As I watched the ghostly remains of leaves on the Beech trees hanging on to the last moment of existence. Soon they will be pushed off...

Someone sent me this today. And a woman spoke saying “ Tell us of pain “ And he said : Your pain is the breaking of the shell that...

Losing balance for love, is part of living a balanced life ❤ The physics of the quest: A force in nature, governed by laws as real as the laws of gravity. If you're brave enough to leave behind everything familiar and comforting: house, bitter resentment... And set out on a truth seeking journey either externally or internally And if you're truly willing to regard everything that happens to you on that journey as a clue... And if you accept everyone you meet along the way as

Funny story. Tonight I was sitting outside the "old liars bench" cottage on the docks at my dad's place in Florida and a couple of the...

This tree was once a seed. Goals. Dreams. If you've had a dream that you've been derailed from for varying reasons,  what's stopping you...

It's 84 degrees in south Florida and it's only February 1st. That's HOT for this season. 'Why not go for a swim in the canal' they said? ...

I recently found a piece I wrote, about an incident that happened many many years ago. I'm glad I wrote it down because my body reacted...

Wild ponies of Chincoteague... I drove through hail, sleet and whiteout snow to arrive, narrowly escaping the raging stallion of a Storm....

I once rode in a car with a man who had recently been released from spending 25 years in prison falsely accused of murder. At the age of 17. He'd never even carved a freaking pumpkin on Halloween! He was finally Exonerated from death row, because he continued to study law, staying true to his knowledge of being innocent. One day, a detail in the daily paper proved his case. I asked him...how did you do it? His response.... I made the decision to be WHO I AM, not WHO THEY s