Virginia M Macasaet

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SELF-TAUGHT PAINTER - LIFE BLOGGER - KITCHEN GURU - AVID KNITTER - CRAFT BEER & COFFEE LOVER Solo Exhibitions: 1998 – Virginia’s World – Color in Life 1998 – Blessed Beings in Virginia’s World 2010 – Wind, Water, and the Blue Moon in Virginia’s World 2012 – Lost in Kyoto in Virginia’s World  

A Sense of Calm

I feel a sense of calm within.

 

After many days of unraveling events, serenity has finally emerged.

Sometimes in the thick of it all, I wonder if I’ll ever simmer down.

A constant calling to the Universe for relief, my plea was finally heard.

 

The impulse has subsided.

 

I sit more comfortably now, contemplating but not waiting on end.

The early morning run, an afternoon massage and comfort food helped.

An email to a friend, comedy video and a friendly drink capped it all.

 

I am feeling much better today, thank you.

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Acceptance - A Different Angle

Yes, I know.

Things aren’t always what they seem to be.

But I never expected it would turn out this way.

 

I like what I see now.

The possibilities never end.

There is hope in new beginnings.

 

It helps to make a shift in perspective.

The view now looks much better.

Sometimes what you don’t notice sees you.

 

Go on without a plan.

Sometimes you simply have to trust.

The right results will manifest in time.

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TALKING TO MYSELF Again

I have a right to dream.

I’m just like everyone else looking for his or her dream. 

It’s not complicated. 

Just lay back, close your eyes and smile. 

Don’t have to pretend to be someone else. 

Just dress up and be yourself. 

Relax and try to be cool! 

Dreaming isn’t fun when you’re stressed out. 

By some stroke of luck the universe may just turn your thoughts into things!

                  

I don’t get it! 

A distant friend of mine said to me “you had me fooled.  You look so good I thought you had someone in your life.”

Silly woman she is!

Men aren’t the only reason to look good. 

I love myself! 

Why wouldn’t I want to look gorgeous for myself!

 

Thank you, Universe. 

Thank you, Moon. 

Thank you, Angels. 

Am still waiting the birds to come around. 

Did you know that birds are messengers of Angels? 

The next time you see a bird hovering around you keep still. 

There’s a message for you from heaven.

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Because of You

I live an inspired life.

I sleep soundly.

I wake with a smile on my face.

 

Because of you

I have learned to walk in stride.

To accept what comes my way.

 

Because of you

I am deeply humbled.

I am eternally grateful.

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