I’ve been going through a metamorphosis of sorts lately…like a caterpillar who has gone into his cocoon to emerge as a butterfly…eventually! I had a friend point out to me the other day that all of my typical colors were gone from my paintings that I have been doing….which caused me to reflect. One of… Continue Reading
Author Archives: Paula Jones
Carlos….
…..Santana. Wow. WOW…. WOW!!!!! I went to his concert last night here in Northwest Arkansas. I’ve been to several concerts over my lifetime (Billy Joel, Seals and Crofts, AC/DC, Barry Manilow, Amy Grant, Lionel Richie, Neal Sedaka…obviously you know what kind of music “I” listened to while growing up – AC/DC was my “wild… Continue Reading
The Never Ending Search for love
I am addicted to love. The thought of love anyway. I’m not sure I’m addicted to love. Maybe I am. At least the search for love. The thought of love. But, I don’t think I really know what love really is. I don’t think I’ve ever really BEEN IN LOVE. Seriously. I was married for… Continue Reading
The Letter….to Myself
I’m having a bad day. I’ve made the decision to write my book. Fear is creeping in. I’m not sure if I am scared, or overwhelmed, or timid or what, but, I’m thinking about taking a month off to figure it all out. Even though I know it’s important. It’s a tough decision to commit… Continue Reading
Never…in a million years.
Ever. Did I ever think I could be this happy and content. I can honestly say, that I really thought I wouldn’t make it this long. Life….was painful for me. As I write this, I recall, the inner turmoil I went through. And, I projected it out onto others. I blamed. I was a victim. … Continue Reading
I’m writing a book. Period.
Dayum Gina…. Now I’ve said it out loud. To all who care to read this post. DAYUM!!! Sheet Fahr and save matches! And Hells Bells. Okay. Ya’ll get the picture. I’ve gotten the message for a while and have resisted the urge, mostly because I didn’t know what to do, how to do it, or… Continue Reading
