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I adored the oak but was drawn by the sounds of the playful sea. And so I find myself stuck neither here nor there because those waves always move me but I should know by now they wouldn’t keep me.

It’s always this impression of freedom – the wild thrill of those waves in the wide open – crashing, lulling and bubbling around my toes, ankles, fingers and hips, and I should leave but it moves me. It pulls me until I am covered, dripping, floating, thirsty, happy, searching, giggling, surrendering, held and left, and held, and … Read the rest of this entry »

I love love love a good word… so today will be a day of Spoken Word. Enjoy it.

“busted out the box, an I’ve broken all the locks…

check it- I’m layin’ bricks, I’m followin’ His blueprint, so if you have a problem,
blame him that I’m a misfit. I’m layin’ bricks, I’m followin’ His blueprint, so if you have a problem,
blame him that I’m a misfit … stop altering scripture to find a better fit for

you” Janette…ikz

HypoChristian- Janette

Proverbs 31- Janette

“I’m the one they call Daniel, Look It Up Kid. I’m a lady, I don’t spit; I Tsunami”– Lisa B.