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04/25/2025

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04/24/2025

“Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.” - Mary Oliver

04/24/2025

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04/24/2025

04/17/2025

“The dandelion is a magical flower that embodies the beauty of the cosmos. Its golden bloom mirrors the sun, its delicate puffball reflects the moon, and its floating seeds dance like stars across the sky.

This resilient plant wakes with the morning light and sleeps at dusk, living in harmony with nature’s rhythm. Every part of the dandelion has a purpose: the roots, leaves, and flowers are treasures for food, medicine, and even natural dyes.

Once upon a time, dandelions were cherished over grass, filling lawns alongside herbs like chamomile and chickweed. Their name, dent de lion (French for ‘lion’s tooth’), comes from their jagged leaves.

With one of the longest blooming seasons, dandelions thrive worldwide. Their seeds, carried by the wind like tiny parachutes, can travel up to five miles. Birds, bees, butterflies, and other creatures all feast on its nectar and seeds, and honey from dandelion-pollinated bees is simply divine.

Dandelions don’t need pollination to form seeds, and their roots can even be brewed as a coffee substitute. In folk medicine, dandelions are known for healing properties, supporting liver health and acting as a natural diuretic.

If you try to tame them, dandelions adapt by growing shorter stalks just to challenge you. They are perhaps the most successful plants in existence, masters of survival, and symbols of endurance and beauty.

The humble dandelion truly holds a universe of wonder in its petals.”
~ Unknown

04/16/2025

She was r***d at the age of 8. Her ra**st was found guilty, but spent only one day in jail. After he was released, he was murdered. Because of this, she became mute for almost 5 years, believing her “voice killed him.” “I killed him that man. because I told his name. And, then I thought I would never speak again, because my voice would kill anyone ...”

Her name was Marguerite Ann Johnson. Later in life, she would change her name . . . to Maya Angelou.

The Peace Page has shared many stories of Maya Angelou, but this is the story that many people return to each year. Thank you for sharing Her story.

During this time, this period of suffering, this period of shame and guilt, this period of silence that she “developed her extraordinary memory, her love for books and literature, and her ability to listen and observe the world around her.” A teacher and friend of the family helped Angelou speak again, introducing her to the world of books with authors such as Charles Dickens and William Shakespeare.

When she finally did speak, she said she had a lot to say.

Maya Angelou became a voice for women, a voice for the black community, garnering respect and admiration for her honesty.

She would say, “There is no agony like bearing an untold story inside of you.”

Angelou was challenged by her friend, author James Baldwin, to write an autobiography, which became “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings”. The book would be critically acclaimed, but banned in schools and libraries because of its honest depiction of r**e.

When asked by an interviewer why she wrote about the experience, she indicated that she wanted to demonstrate the complexities of r**e. She also wanted to prevent it from happening to someone else, so that anyone who had been r***d might gain understanding and not blame herself for it.

She would also later write another book titled “Letter to My Daughter”, which was dedicated to the daughter she never had but sees all around her.

In the book, she says, “You may not control all the events that happen to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them.”

She would also write in her poem, “And, Still I Rise”:

04/16/2025

“To let go does not mean to get rid of. To let go means to let be. When we let be with compassion, things come and go on their own.”

~Jack Kornfield

(Art by ‘Laura Makabresku’)

04/09/2025

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At one point, after she released the knots in my back, I actually felt (and heard!) the blood and cerebrospinal fluid flowing back through my body! The vibe is very relaxing, soulfully healing, and the overall space is pristine and beautiful. Chelsea was extremely knowledgeable, offered me a glass of champagne, and ended my session with a bear hug!

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04/09/2025

Life is strange. We come with nothing and fight for everything, and in the end, we leave everything and go with nothing.”

Life is a fleeting journey, a cycle of gaining and letting go. We arrive with empty hands, yet we spend our days chasing, building, and holding on, as if we can outrun time itself.
We grasp at love, success, meaning, desperate to make something of the brief moments we are given.

And yet, no matter how much we gather, there comes a day when we must release it all. But perhaps the beauty of life is not in what we keep, but in what we give, in the love we share, the kindness we leave behind, the lives we touch along the way ..

04/02/2025

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04/02/2025

We come here with nothing
And we leave with nothing.
From birth to death, everything
is a gift.
Each person that passes our way
friend or foe, each comes with the
gift of learning.
Learning how to love, learning how
to set boundaries and learning how
to let go.
Throughout our journey we develop
grace, empathy and acceptance
and we learn to let go of hate,
as it’s too heavy to carry.
Our natural state is love.
We came through love and
we return to love ...

~C.E Coombes 💕

04/02/2025

Jaguar Azul Death - Isa Guadalupe
ARTIST STATEMENT

“Without being able to shout nor run,
they closed their eyes and never opened them ever again,
they became blind to not witness any more injustices.

The jaguar came falling into my hands,
her melancholic eyes met mine, and her light faded away.

Her humble body slowly deteriorated. At the end, remains of nothing was the only thing left in my hands.”

Learn more at https://vmota.org/jaguar-azul-death-by-isa-guadalupe/

04/02/2025

“What are you doing on your days off?”
ME: “Oh nothing much. Just working (it) in the garden…”