Rumors are like floating balloons, pretty fun to look at but if you find yourself holding onto one, you may be mistaken for being a child. © colleenranney

I met that soul that believes there is something wrong in everything..the critical spirit is fascinated with discovering it, addicted to interpreting it, and always willing to share it. It has NEVER been negative of me to tell it to shut up © colleenranney

Can we see the veil between where a soul returns to its origin.©colleenranney

I seek to be humble, fame is never given without the cost man chooses. ©colleenranney

If you set out to seek to prove a man is bad, not someone you can trust, and a pig… You are rooted way too deep in insecurity and will destroy every chance you ever had at love. ©colleenranney

A cherry blossom descends in anticipation to greet the green blades of grass, that stretch as arms, waiting to embrace the gaze of an artist. The eye of an artist is but a vessel transporting the echo of miracles which occur every day.©colleenranney

An old lady once told me that God uses those “the world” considers worthless to help him carry out his plan….I’ve always had that part covered ©colleenranney

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I am the kind of woman who stands in the sun, imagining rainbows made of jello, stars made of marshmallows, streets made of gold, buildings made of glass, weapons made of clouds, and people made of peace & love. ©colleenranney