Dreaming Reality

The power to create lies within you…

Category: love

  • Lincoln Church/#Thursday Doors

    Lincoln Church/#Thursday Doors

    Unlike my tenacious blogging buddy, Dan Antion, I don’t have a lot of research to add to this week’s door photo. The First Plymouth Church of Lincoln was beautiful and peaceful. My new daughter-in-law and dear friend introduced us to it while on an evening walk during our recent trip to Lincoln for their wedding. She thought…

  • Whirlwind Weekend/Photography

    I must apologize for being very absent over the last week; but we had a busy weekend of events, fun, love and mini adventures. I’ll share more later, but can you guess what we did from this collage? I’ll be catching up on all your blogs this weekend since I will be laying low!  😘❤️…

  • This Love

    This Love

      If you look inside you can turn the tide, change begins from within the heart, a start, glows, grows, this love.

  • A Father Remembered

    A Father Remembered

    A life honored. Happy Father’s Day to all the great Dads out there, both in and out of my own life. My childhood was sweet, largely due to my father. My Mama and I were close but it was my Daddy I connected with the most. He was my hero. He still is. He met…

  • Emerald Waves and Crystal Caves/Forever Never

    Emerald Waves and Crystal Caves/Forever Never

    Okay, for those of you who know me, you know I have been working on a book for awhile now.  I am in the process of reworking it and this is a recent chapter.  The entire original book can be found in chapters on my other blog Tropicalaffair.me.  Just type in Forever Never in the…

  • Speechless/#SoCS

    Speechless/#SoCS

    It is with my apologies to Linda Hill and her #SoCS prompt that today’s post is not as fun filled as I normally try to create.. I try to always post things that lift others up or give them a smile. Sadly, at this particular time, when I hear the word reservation my heart and head are heavy.…

  • Golden/Poetry/Photography

    Golden/Poetry/Photography

      Pure delight- veil of oblivion obscures the world of curious eyes, no more you and me, we blend as one in ecstatic golden euphoria that numbs the senses shatters my defenses, soul laid bare and barely aware of time, our enemy and friend and thus we pretend we are are its master as it…

  • What Matters…

    What Matters…

    What we hold in the palm of our hands, delicate gift, the heart understands. What we possess but forget in the wake of regret withers in shadow of doubt.     Fragrant remains of desire, kindling for funeral pyre, The bits that you clutch, have so numbed your touch, while faint memory lingers I slip…

  • More…#photography

    More…#photography

      More   I gave you all that pain allowed, wiped every tear and thusly vowed to keep my tender heart confined, the unseen chains that I designed were all that would embrace me, enfold, protect, encase me. And yet, somewhere within this cell there lies the deepest, hopeful well of adoration, inclination, burning, churning,…

  • Still/#SoCS

    Still/#SoCS

    As I sat alone, ignoring heart’s ache, and nudging my weary senses awake; my eyes turned up to watch him soar, graceful as every day before. ”Good morning, God,” whispered my soul as my heart beat once more in time with the whole. ”Be still and listen…” came the Creator’s reply.   “And know that…