golden threads

I am broken

I am ripped apart

into pieces

many many

pieces

I am broken

so I can see

all of me

each individual

piece

understanding

respecting

honoring

and

inviting

all of me

to meet

all of me

to know

me

my worth is not in your words

my worth is remembering

all of me

piece

by piece

I am broken

but

I am not

broken

look closely

holding me together

is a single thread of gold

stitching each piece

each story

told felt held

together

I am beautifully broken

to open

me to you

to see

value

integrity

awareness

determination

is ours to decide

I am broken beyond words

and yet

I fly

wings stitched with

threads of gold

revealing my exceptional

brilliance

so you too will know

your brokenness

is a gift

I fly in celebration of life

gifting me pain

to break me open

to free me

to be a brilliant light

to be seen

to be witnessed

to share

you are not broken

you are now open to become

you

NBS 3.1.25

smile …

ever wonder

when I am open

the world is open

when I am closed

the world is closed

do you suppose

it really could be

that

easy?

I do

NBS 2.26.25

I believe we make a choice about what to BELIEVE, our thoughts. How that choice affects OUR being is power. Ours or theirs?

We always have a choice because what we hold WITHIN is ours alone.

We are the keepers of what we hold in memory.

My favorite phrase, spoken at least a million and one times in my time, ‘this too will pass’.

Sweet Hawk stopped early yesterday morning to offer me a message. So incredibly amazing. Twice I watched sweet Hawk stretch its wings opening wide, yet did not fly.

Encouragement.

It was an offering to me to fly, it is time. Spread my wings and fly.

Amazement.

So far beyond words (yup me no words 🤭) to say how honored I was to witness my friend, shared sacred space, so so close.

These are sequential photos, how I did this, not a clue 💗

AND BEFORE COFFEE 😜

I was giddy with joy early in the morning, so grateful to see my friend when I thought I was simply recycling some items.

Indeed much more was waiting. Grateful I was observing (as I often do being a curious person 🤭) to see what was in front of me.

Always take a moment to see what is around you, Magic is everywhere, waiting.

Yes, even the paperclip on your desk, what do you suppose it will hold, today 😉 (let me know, now I am curious 💗)

My day was one of my best ever, I hope your day reveals insights of MAGIC in YOUR MOMENTS that I like to call …

JOY REVELATIONS 💖

Enjoy 💗

Smile … Nancy

to write, is to journey within

to write

as a

seeker

is to bear witness

to one’s

being

a union

of endless love

here

one finds solace

found

in the

breathe

of dawns light

emerging

within

this space

one

finds

one’s truth

hidden

yet

it is not really

it is found

if you

rest

in the dark

before

the return

of

light

you

know

what lies within

see

as a seeker

who

you

really

are

and then

you

will have returned

to love

to truth

of being

to rise in the dark

is to be born

again

NBS 1.27.25

smile Nancy

temporary

I feel so very temporary

today

finding my heart

has something

to say

all that I share write reflect

are moments of me

listening

taking a step closer to me

asking

who am I who are you

who are we

this day

any day

we are gifted to receive

what do we offer see

in the moments

of each other

wherever

it is we are

for me it is my wish to be

hope in a single moment

when you need

words to lift

when feeling lost

where you are what you feel

I do not know

only to say

feelings of desperation

I do know

fear was an anchor holding me

until I dared to face

to ask why

only then

did I see me

hiding scared running afraid

what do others think

of me what do they see

only when I could see my fear

could I say

thank you fear for protecting me

I am okay this day

I accept your presence

in me

we are one you and I safe

this day however temporary it is

it is my wish of my heart

that you would know

never are you alone

like you might feel

a moment is here then gone

what remains lives within

may this moment

offer hope offer love

however brief

may it be the seed that grows

nourishes the light

I see in you

to remain within

threading hope

through your being

may you feel

in this moment

the love

knowing someone cares

I am temporary in this moment

words are forever

in their offerings

may this be remembered

I see you I send you light

and in my words

may hope be an anchor

to the seeds of light

each word

offers

NBS written 1.16.25

smile … Nancy

retreat

I disappeared

retreated

within

feeling the darkness

again

why

darkness is home for me

safe within

protected

as years pass by I see

retreat is necessary

for me

evaluating calculating

steps taken

observation

what worked what did not

safety called

I retreated

time holds close all of me

knowing to surface

waits

for the moment to rise

offering light in my

darkness

only then will revelation

reveal the why

I disappeared

NBS 12.29.24

remember, your smile is never gone

Nancy

in between

I live between the moments

time has sent my way

sounds and syllables

greet me in my stay

they whisper hints of words

yet to be heard

teasing deep within

memories of somewhere

curiously I listen

seeking a distant sound

somehow a step moved in

a direction perhaps

it is more than the quiet that calls

I hear a mothers whisper

deep within the depths of me

I know of this memory

somehow it is me

known long before my knowing

I am there while

I am here

this is the in between

the space of grace I am

observing learning

lives of my mothers before me

we are one

in the in between

sacred is the call

held is love for all and all to be

you see we never end

you and me we are more

threads woven carry us

within life beyond the in between

written 12.15.2024

Nancy … remember to smile

Friday the 13th Freedom

Friday, December 13, 2024, a truly Magical Day!

Today begins a new chapter of exploration in a world of wings. Celebrating natures beautiful creatures, Dragonfly and Butterfly.

Wander and explore new experiences hidden within Client Galleries, a place to shop where magic is everywhere.

Enjoy, explore, embrace beauty from an artists perspective, experience pure joy of moments seen through my lens.

Create and design what calls to you, becoming part of your being and part of your home to enjoy for a lifetime.

To rest in quiet reflection with images that may render one speechless in awe.

It is this way for me, my friends are forever in my heart, part of my soul. Remembered in my smile when I look at each one.

I am grateful to share with you an experience that is unforgettable, honoring sacred moments of natures offerings.

Witnessed within each photograph, may you feel the peace we have shared.

Find joy and smile, thank you for being here.

Nancy … Smile

Wisdom Uprising Begins

there is

an unveiling

present

words are asking

speak of me

please

in you I see

me

I recognize your pain

moments return

memory of pain

locked in darkness

asking please

see me

hear me

listen for me

please

I will wait

in time I return

darkness does wait

knowing

what is held

hidden in darkened corners

will rise

you will know

when strength

dares to burn

words calling

echo

of more

you know

it is

time

here

ashes become rich

with power

you

have met you

in your darkness

and

you found

love waiting

realizing

you were all

and everything

needed

for

freedom

healing is

time sensitive

cannot be rushed

please remember

you are poised

and waiting

for your return

you are

worth waiting for

Nancy … smile

to begin again … re-new-all

Long has been my journey around the sun, many things I should understand by now, and maybe not. You see, to experience something again many years later, is to experience the moment as new. Familiar yes, still new now. I am not who I was many years back, I am new, again today. Everyday, is new. (like fashion trends, here we go again, with a twist)

Experiences relived with new eyes is a new experience. (key word NEW)

Beginnings happen when stars align. I smile every time I see these words. Honestly, there is truth to these words. My stars have aligned. In my months of retirement I have found a new me surfacing, one who never knew a day of nothing. No responsibility to a requirement of reporting somewhere, to do something required, to live as required, to earn a paycheck. My sons are grown and successful individuals, of which I am most proud. I find myself now, doing nothing obligatory. Major adjustment. Amazing.

Beauty of age, of living, of being responsible, I am retired.

Anyone who knows me, knows, my deep love for Dragonfly (duh this website). My inspiration with every image I see of photos I have taken, renews me. Powerful connection. Beauty of retirement is realizing a dream imagined, started, then hibernating, is now expanding. My website is having a baby, more of my dream is beginning to surface, so much more. Growth is a necessary step with any vision, dream, imagined outcomes. Seeds of beauty have been germinating. More is coming so very soon to this website, I smile really big with an absolute JOY in my being for what is to come!

Stop back, very soon, this is a teaser, many new photos are arriving in an array of beauty!

Every.day.is.NEW.

Never stop believing in what your heart is passionate about. Never. Even when the walls fall in, the world stops spinning, darkness swells and you weep. What is your passion, what calls from your soul, will blow apart whatever interferes, you just have to believe in YOU. Obstacles are your secret weapon to realize who are, who you really are. Hidden in the shards of my pain, the sparkle of more called.

It is time to begin again, this is your … re-new-all.

Smile, I am!

Nancy

chapters of me, anyone listening?

I sit with the words, here, not here. Curious if it would be noticed if not here is where I was. To be no more, what is remembered? What is left behind? Bits of treasure I accumulated meaning naught to anyone, soon to be placed where dumpster diving could reveal something for someone somewhere, perhaps a hidden treasure. What is right for me may have no importance to another, that’s okay, it is why you are you and I am me.

I birthed two amazing sons, sent off into the world to live their lives, I smile, I did well by each one. They know they were loved greatly.

Life is a chosen journey to be here on earth, to walk to learn to grow to die, it is a rather simple step by step process is it not? Until tragedy, pain, loss, heartbreak and heartache step in, here one may wish to step out early. Until reprieve steps in to say, remember the love, remember love.

My word for this year of 2024 was, still is actually, reciprocal. Curious word, someone questioned if it was a word for anchoring in the framework of a year, how would you build off of ‘reciprocal’? I smiled, my love for words is my anchor, each moment each day I wake. Any word is available when you love words, the word will define its meaning along the days of the new year. I was correct. The understanding of reciprocal revealed its depth in the month of November, took awhile with many hints along the way, I smiled knowing answers would arrive.

My deepening love for art, photography, nature, moved beyond the confines of limited school definitions. Life opened me to my why for this love, art healed me. It was art that offered words, art offered me nature, art offered me colors to explore. Tragedy held me from day one, entering this world just over 2 months early, at a time where nicu was a far reaching distant dream yet undreamed. I survived. Told I was stubborn from day one, knowing me now, this does not surprise me. Art offered me avenues to express love, what I felt within, starting with words asking to be expressed. Starting a week following my sister’s death, I was a junior in high school. This was just the beginning of words talking to me. Opening me. And I soon realized they have a language unique to me, expressing in a way one may need to decipher what it was, I was really trying to say. I smile, those who have known me through my years, will attest to this fact. Especially my sons. Interestingly, one received a degree in creative writing, you are quite welcome my son, happy to encourage this direction, I say with a smile.

Tragedy was a day to day event in my life growing up. Long stories, each a separate chapter or two, maybe one day I will share if of course I choose here, not, not here. Here, not here, have been frequent guests in my space. Opening me to ask questions. Starting with seeking my why for being. Early age, 10, 11 perhaps, I was curious about the word, seeker. Always wondering what it meant really, beyond an answer of what I seek.

Third grade I had a teacher I loved, having moved many times I learned the teachers that loved their work, held compassion for their student. Even the transient ones as I was referred to going school to school to school, at times, 3 schools in one year. This teacher was writing on the chalk board, I was sitting close, up front on the floor, she got 2 maybe 3 letters made and I hollered ‘truck’. Nope, no hand in the air, just hollered. Teacher smiled looking at me, not mad, simply saying, please wait until I am done writing then raise your hand. I remember smiling and answering, okay. By the way, I was right, it was truck.

Early on spelling and words were fast friends for me. Moving so much, friends were non-existent, new kids interrupting a classroom were not received well. My teachers would ask if I would like to be in spelling bees, not sure what this was, I said of course, I was not one typically being invited to activities in school. I did very well sounding out words, I came in second, I smiled. Winning didn’t matter to me, win lose, I was not someone seen by others. I was an outsider observing. Last at being chosen for teams, ignored in classes, I observed.

remember to smile, keeps everyone guessing … Nancy

NBS 11.10.24

fear arrives again

fear jumps ahead in line

daring to say

I am here

words are my medicine

words heal my fear

when fear jumps in front of me

compassion asks

why are you here

now

your visit was long ago

this is not

then

compassion asks in love

firmly saying

speak and leave

fear screams

how dare you

I am real I am fear

a smile fills compassion

you are what I feed you

you are what I make you

love is real

fear is pain rising

asking for release

speak sweet fear

I am listening

I am the healer you seek

fear is unsettled

I only wanted your attention

to hide you from pain

compassion embraces pain

holding fear in love

thank you for being here

we are one you and I

we heal together

love is everything we need

be still

relax

let go

this is not then

we are not there

there is past

settle and see

there is nothing to fear

together we are one

I got you my friend

this is life

maneuvering through moments

one

by

one

fear cried letting go

compassion held close

all of me in this moment

all

is

well

do not deny fear its place, listen feel let go, fear is not your enemy

smile if you can, if not, your smile will return in time

Nancy

worth begins with our soul

there is always a search for something out there

waiting

validating

promising

our worth is real

why does it have to be out there

when did we stop looking in here

our being

our source

our knowing

this is real this is our beginning

it is not out there

it is inside our being

our soul holds our treasure

we are in the way

looking outward

before looking inward

outward cannot give to us

what we have not witnessed within

we discover uncover even recover

from within what is lost

the who that we are

worth begins with our soul

it is this knowing

that drives us to seek our truth

not words of another out there

connection to soul

is where we begin

sit with self

what does self hold sacred

soul will speak

stop and listen

do not rush

time is your friend

layers of out there need to drift away

before you will emerge

patience is the medicine

time is your companion

truth is your destination

worth starts within

smile, you are worth smiling about

Nancy

a party of one

when you are alone

resolving questions requests

do you hear everything?

is this space reserved for self doubt

is there room for choice

how many voices are speaking

where are you when you are alone

your being of home

or the home of another

contemplation is a gift

when in a space of one to decide

know your space

and you will know you

disinvite uninvited guests

this is your space of you

when you know you

you know everything

that matters most to you

homework is a necessary precursor

to really knowing you

this is not an instant shift

learn who you are

know who you are

be who you are

especially

when

you are a party of one

resolving questions requests

when you are a party of one

do you hear everything of importance to you?

smile (and always remember you)

Nancy

Exceptional

I am

exceptional

a powerful human

being me

it occurred to me

what is my why

to do what I am doing

I smiled

to open you to see you

your truth

your human side

being you

we are separate and yet

so completely connected

to each other

by words

in this sharing of my art

my creations

these gifts from nature

I realized

I am exceptional

I am not

the tagline of others

in years long past

average

less than

unworthy

fearful of being me

these taglines created my hurdles

to find to understand to heal

in me

before

I could see real me

words did this

words hold great power

spoken at times unknowingly

humans not being in their truth

speak in the space

of what they know

projecting words of pain

wounding young humans

trying to find their way

of being

in their truth

a child knows how exceptional

they are

celebrating their being

until words hurt wound

then the shutdown begins within

believing another’s words

as truth

a different tagline is learned

we are exceptional humans

from the day we arrive

our being knows this

our world changes this

I ask that you listen to you within

soul speaks all the time

seeking your attention

please listen

I am exceptional

I listened

you are exceptional

please listen

we are beings of greatness

just waiting to be remembered

smile and remember

how exceptional you are

I see your exceptionalness now

as you are

you are me

we are mirrors to the other

it is here you see your dreams

come to life

knowing

they are meant to be shared

be you

real you

let’s be

exceptional together

Smile

Nancy

Knowing

a time a place a moment happens

when universe says

I got you

sweet friends of rainbow colors joined me

we danced to delight

of flight

we would rise and fall to the dance of friendship

trust felt held within

sacred sharing of space

words are not spoken

words are not known

for an experience so powerful

silence sings loudly in expressions of joy

magic is witnessed

in the presence of Dragonfly

amazing is not near adequate to describe

sharing of silent conversations

colors of love surrounded me

red deep like magenta

gold iridescent sparkling of light

blueberry blue quick and light in flight

green and tiny golden friends flew in

we celebrated a friendship

a kaleidoscope of brilliance

time held no limits in this space

we just were

one with another

words will never be spoken

as none exist

for the reverence held witnessed

gifted to me now

are photographs forever filled

with this sacred love between friends

honoring what nature what God

wishes for me to share

we are one

there is no separation

with love

at our center our core

our soul knows

return to remember

this love you are

we receive messengers sharing

what is known beyond

what we see

in the gifts nature offers

open spread wide your arms and say

I am ready I am here

show me share with me

what universe wants me

to know

for my highest good

and the highest good of all

in love with love I ask

and know

you will see you will feel

this grace fill your being

with the reverence of love

reminding you

of who it is you are

a being of love

from love

forever connected in love

to all that matters

God Universe

Spirit

we are one

written 9.7.24 NBS

it was morning between 10-12, front yard of my home on Twinkle Ave, heavy rains moved though

sitting in wet grass, at the edge of the water filled swale, I watched the magical dance of dragonfly love, this was a powerful experience shared with dragonfly

many many friends were present , dancing all around me, an absolute profusion of magic witnessed with a reverence of respect sacred trust to the deep meaning of love

I ask you, I dare you to Smile today, no matter what … you will make a difference to your self and to someone else, I promise

the photo in this post is from this day, a day so magical words will not be spoken, only felt in the memory of the moments shared with red dragonfly and friends, our trust for one another is sacred

Nancy

Distant Sounds

distant sounds

a new roof

maybe a new home

change

calls us

to attention

stagnation

stifles

life

dance

of the butterfly

constant motion

an array

of colors

move

sharing space

wings highlighted

as the sun rises

fascination

fills

me

smiling

I ponder

do I get my camera

I feel

the invitation

of life

calling

me

to attention

more

is

waiting

remember now

life

is breathing

life

into

you

stillness

is

magic

when all that moves

are the wings

of the butterfly

becoming

the winds

of change

this is nature, my love, my gratitude for these moments, it is humbling

smile

Nancy

Imagine Your Beginning

a study in time, of moments, of situations, each growing you into you, who you are today

what would you change in this study of you, of time, of moments, of this life in this now

would you keep you, as you were, as you are, knowing, time built you, this you today

I smile with this thought

I believe we think we would like do-overs yet wondering if

a do-over then

would bring me to now

to see this version, this study of me

would I be me today if I chose a do-over of yesterday

I like me today

I love me today

I accept all of me I see in this study of time

my smile deepens when I remember yesterday, each moment in time

this is my strength

this is my knowing

I survived

all of my moments

I am my own witness to my acomplishments, my joy, my great loves

no

for me I wish not for a do-over

I celebrate each part of me, each hidden gem of time only I can see

warrior blood flows within, wings outstretched I fly

I am who I am supposed to be today embracing all that I am

in gratitude, I say thank you

this study in time, of me

is, my greatest love

smile and embrace you, today, you are, a beautiful, study in time

Nancy

a place to play

I am captured

by glints

and glimmers

shimmers and shadows

of wings

in flight

raindrops in hidden places

sparkles

of light

I am captured

by mystical magical

moments

messengers in time

asking me

reminding me

to be as they are

effervescent

enigmatic

lost in the space between

muse curiously

whispering words

captured attention

I ponder perhaps one’s mind

might question my wits

of who it is

I

really am

I smile

mystery is magic

in the wonder

of all

that

is

and all

that

comes

interesting is what

is still to come

when one invites

magic and mystery

to be

traveling companions

NBS written 8.8.24

detour

disturb

routine

I did

I smiled

listen

to you

muse

and me

reunited

excited

much

is yet

to

be

so

yes

disturb

routine

now

today

then

smile

and say

thank you

getting out of my way, listening when promted, gut says get up, get up

do not wait, if you do, extraordinary experiences are missed, a smile, a word, a moment … lost

smile, you are reading this for a reason, what just prompted you to disturb routine

fathers day, a memory or two

it is difficult when two days are blended into one, fathers day and an anniversary

life remembered

I wrote this now, in thoughts of fathers day, my anniversary

it is where my heart lies in memory of fathers

love and pain an absolute for a love that was

-------

a place within calls

remembering

was

knowing now is our gift

built within the years

of was

love united on this day

of many years

ago

blessed by the birth

of sons

a father was born

moments are memories

serving to remember

life continues

things were painful

choices of disregard

yet love prevailed

the hearts of love

hold family close

always

fathers in my life will always be remembered

NBS 6.16.24

a flower after rain, earlier this week, rain like tears, heal

smile, it helps the pain