life of a georgia Artist

Every month the moon starts fresh. We all love full moons, but how about the first slither. It is out tonight. It is breathtaking. We notice and are drawn to the light of the full moon, but this little first slither. Waiting for you to notice it shyly winks at you as if to say, well hello there gorgeous. It puts a little twinkle in your night, a little magic in your step, and all you have to do is notice it. The slither hangs there, swaying in the galaxy. Barely visible, but oh so lovely. So many miss its tiny smile on their lives. So many people miss this tiny precious gift. This slither sees us. It guides us quietly through the night. If only we would say hello. Slither high up in the sky, wondering what you are doing down here on earth. Waiting for you to smile at him, waiting for you to admire his soft side. He sits on there waiting for you to dream for the stars and fall upon his slither of moon. This light so soft as a warm and welcoming hug we need at the end of the day. Thi

so I have been repeatedly told to take myself out on artists dates. These dates fill me with inspiration in my writing and photography. The first time I was told this I thought pfft no way do I need to go out, inspiration comes from within, well sometimes it does,but seeing new places, items,taking new photos, getting outside and hiking fills my soul with happiness. Yesterday I finally got off my couch. I am a full time college student and never have time, but this week I decided to do nothing. Oh my how good the nothing felt. No papers, no readings, no deadlines, nothing. So I took myself to the lake and then hiking in the woods. Both of these spaces fill me with such happiness and light that it makes me feel lighter inside. Though I have issues with this that or the other thing I rarely sulk. I move on, I seek happiness and yesterday with my toes in the sand picking up shells and then later hiking in the woods I found my happiness down in my soul again. It was a great day spent out.

So lately I have been writing more and more. I realized that if I do not write at all, then I am not a writer. I love to write and when speaking with one of my best friends tonight, I said I should write an article on fear...and so I did. Enjoy Fear of Life by Debbie Ealer Why do we fear so much of our lives? I am graduating next May from college with my B. A. in English. I have no idea what will come next. This both scares the shit out of me and excites me. How are both sharing my brain? I know what I want to do. I want to sell everything, including my house, and I want to freelance write for a few online magazines. I want to make enough money to store my belongings I decide to keep either in a loft apartment or a storage unit. I want to leave it all and I want to travel the world again and write about it. I want to know though it is going to happen or not, now! With the uncertainty colliding with my life next year I feel that I must make a plan. I have no idea on

So after some recent stuff going on in my life, I was able to finish this article and wanted to share it with you.. Love and Vulnerability by Debbie Ealer Vulnerability and Love             We all struggle with balance in our daily lives. We struggle with how much of ourselves to give, how much to hold onto, and how much is making us so vulnerable that we are hurting ourselves. We struggle with being nice; we struggle with keeping kindness for ourselves. Everyone says they want to be in love and give freely one hundred percent of themselves to the other person. Are we willing to be vulnerable enough share all the light and dark of ourselves? Do we need to give 100%? There is a balance we need to strive to achieve in any relationship. Is love and vulnerability possible?             If we give all of ourselves, if we love completely, and give our heart the portal to love wide open than we are vulnerable. We are open to being hurt all the time and we will be hurt. We will be