Nichole Mills, Serendipity Seekers

11/02/2024

20/01/2024

"Age is a seasoned trickster. To our parents, we will always be children. Within ourselves, the same yearnings of youth; the same aspirations of adolescence, will last a lifetime. Only to the young - blinded by our grey hair and slowing gait - do we appear old and increasingly beyond the pale.” - The Impromptu Scribe.

15/01/2024

12/01/2024

ATTENTION: I am so proud to announce we are branching into digital creations!
The first products that my husband have made are an adult coloring book and a celestial lined writing journal. Please check them out.

Enchanted Fantasy Adult Coloring Book: A magical Fantasy coloring book for adults https://a.co/d/4lzZhKg

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CS6GDHG8/ref=cm_sw_r_as_gl_api_gl_i_PZZVX74J5Y6YS1W555PP?linkCode=ml2&tag=nicholemill0e-20

Enchanted Fantasy Adult Coloring Book: A magical Fantasy coloring book for adults

23/12/2023

Memory Lane is ready for our Christmas guests!
Serendipity Seekers Vacation Homes

27/10/2023

19/10/2023

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31/08/2023

Our families new hurricane plan😆☺️🤪

21/08/2023

“Turn lose your wolves. I will give them a home in me”

Hauntingly beautiful!

20/08/2023

🖤💙🤍

20/08/2023

To the mom in the shadows, watching, waiting, wondering when it is her turn, I see you.

I see you. You are worthy.

To the mom in the open, living loudly, looking like she has it all together and yet still feeling so alone inside, I see you.

I see you. You are valued.

To the mom struggling deeply with her relationships, who feels like the ground is crumbling around her, who just needs a break, a breath, I see you.

I see you. You are important.

To the mom who feels impatient, who feels lost even though life is going great and then feels guilt wondering what is wrong with yourself because everything should be good and yet you are struggling, I see you.

I see you. You are wonderful.

To the mom who wishes for more time, who feels stuck, who worries about the next move and what people will thing, I see you.

I see you. You are courageous.

To the mom who is stepping out in faith and doing hard things, who is brave despite fear, who is letting her voice and heart be heard, I see you.

I see you. You matter.

To the mom who is so tired, so deeply tired, but can't see a moment where she can rest her eyes, who keeps going out of deep, deep love, I see you.

I see you. You are brave.

To the mom who is having a hard time letting go, who feels the tears well inside, who wonders what happened to time, I see you.

I see you. You are human.

To the mom who is dealing with kids who are struggling, who gives and gives and gives, who refuses to give up hope, I see you.

I see you. You are devoted.

To the mom who needs a friend desperately, who wonders why she feels so alone, who needs someone to love her heart, who is aching to laugh, I see you.

I see you. You are valued.

To the mom who doesn't know what to do next, who has so many options, who doesn't know the solution, who keeps putting a foot in front of the other, I see you.

I see you. You are determined.

To the mom who wonders if she is enough, who worries, who loves, who gives, I see you.

I see you. You are enough.

I see you.

You are worthy.
You are valued.
You are important.
You are wonderful.
You are courageous.
You matter.
You are brave.
You are human.
You are devoted.
You are valued.
You are determined.
You are enough.

You are mom.

And you always, even if you doubt, are enough.

- Rachel (Finding Joy)
Art: unknown

Sacred Divine Feminine
https://EmpowerWholeness.com

20/08/2023

STEPHEN KING LOVERS is your #1 stop for everything King! Kick back and enjoy our posts!👑

16/09/2022

07/07/2022

"All know that the drop merges into the ocean, but few know that the ocean merges into the drop." -Kabir

11/05/2022

Keep walking

08/05/2022

Happy Day to every kind of mother you may be ❤️

To All Those Who Have Mothered Us ~

To those who have really seen us, and mirrored back what is true and beautiful about ourselves. So we might know our brilliance, our gifts, our hearts, so we might live them fully into the world. So we might know and become who we truly are.

To those who have reflected back to us our hidden wounds, our insecurities, our limitations - not to make us smaller, but so we might become more whole and more real. So we might see what needs our acceptance, our care, our healing.

To those who have loved us, not in spite of, but because of our vulnerabilities. Who see and honor both what is holy and what is human in us. What is fragile and eternal.

To those who value us for simply being ourselves, not for what we offer them or what we do, not for the advice we give or the work we perform, but for simply being the soul that we are.

To those who saw the seeds of potential in us, and helped water and care for them, so they might blossom and flourish. Who helped us let go of what needed to die. Who helped us to know things we already deep-down knew.

For those who helped contain our grief when we thought it might drown us, or our anger when it was sure to overcome us, or our pain when it seemed it would never end. Who somehow could reassure us that we ourselves might be okay, even when nothing was okay, and might never be.

To those who have been able to love and value our truth, even when it seemed to oppose theirs, even when they themselves were hurt or angry.

To those who, in their company, we learned how to better be alone with ourselves. Who helped us become better mothers to ourselves and to others. Who taught us how to love more and deeper.

Whether this was our actual mother, or a friend, a partner, a stranger, a lover, a mentor, a teacher, a man or a woman, or our very own selves…

Thank you.

~ Leyla Aylin (to work with Leyla, join her groups, or read more of her work, visit: www.leylaaylin.com)

Art | Roeqiya Fris

23/04/2022

“When I have come with happy heart to sixty years and ten, I’ll buy a boat and sail away upon a summer sea; and in a little lonely isle that’s far, far from men, in peace and praise I’ll spend the days the gods allow to me!”

Robert Service

18/04/2022

She was a badass, and Grace was her Religion

SHE LIVED... SHE LIVES...

She never smoothed her wild edges.
She never stopped writing new chapters.
She fell.
She rose.
She danced.
She unraveled.
She let go.
She evolved.
She was a tangled mess.
She was strong.
She was fierce.
She was brave.
She was a badass.
The ocean was her therapy.
Grace was her religion.
Imperfection was her backbone.
Forgiveness was her freedom.
She lived like there would never be enough time.
She lived like there was fire in her veins.
She lived.

~Katie Yackley Moore~

Photo: Art by Kovacs Anna Brigitta

Archaeology for the Woman's Soul

11/04/2022

Life begins when we begin living it as we were created.

09/04/2022

All the time!

08/04/2022

A masterpiece in the making.

30/03/2022

"Absolutely everything is progress."
—Danielle Laporte

29/03/2022

Ready for a laugh? LOL My son had the same dinosaur 🦖 head and definitely frequented the grocery store with it!