SOUL SOUP: Kristen Jongen - Its in the in between that the real magic hapens. The seeds are planted, the roots take hold and we blossom into who we were meant to be
Art Journal Page - A humble prayer.
"for so long, it was like a gypsy chamelion draped in the exotic colours and dialects of others. until one day, it quietly introduced itself as my voice and grew roots and decided to stay.
With each truth I dared to uncover, I was met with a soft, yes and I knew I was safe.because the deeper I dug, the more freedom was rewar.
One Voice soul-soup
In the stillness clarity emerges, in the breath the answers reveal themselves, and in the inbetween there is p.
Because, he whispered. It was you before we ever met. Its you when I cant sleep. Its you when I want to spit fire. Its you when I lose myself, and its you when I find me again. That raw green space in me.
The answer to the chaos became a quiet holy mantra.be still be still be still be still be still The answer to the chaos became a quiet holy mantra.be still be still be still be still be still
Mimi and Tilly's art. So joyful!
COURAGE- Standing in the light doesn't require a sturdy spine Just a courageous soul willing to turn and face the sun- Kristen Jongen
Its about 'Big Love' she professed and letting go.and bulging vulnerable hearts and the honest truth and the profound choice we make everyday to live our lives in color and choose love again
You surprised me took my heart and messed me up and I love it and I hate it and it is good and it is hard and my world will never be the same
Standing in the light, doesnt require a sturdy spine. Just a courageous soul.willing to turn and face the sun.
Naked and on my knees years of good enough were caliously striped away an angel took mercy and held my hand.fear not my love 'good' was merely insulating you.from vastly great
BED TIME Because his mother whispered I can see your soul Through my skin? he asked confused through you eyes she smiled and when you are sleeping his mother stroked his cheek I feel your spirit Is it scary? he puzzled No she chuckled...it is peace And when you are dreaming I lie awake and hear your truth Like an angel? he sighes sleeply Yes, she smiled like your angel Kristen Jongen, mysoulsoup.com