u/CauldronOfPixies

-in whatever way it is needed-

for all my Six Word friends!

Every tree looked the same… none

would point her way out. Fluttered

until the rains made her wings

too heavy. Sat underneath a fallen

curled leaf. Voices of her friends

tickled her ears, so she walked

in direction voices got louder. Found

her way back… found her smile.

four hour nap. At what time

length does a nap cease to

be a nap? Is there limit?

(Apparently Pixie needed this restful crash.)

(friendship hugs that follow rule two)

I've been going through some terrible

heartbreak and other stress and drama

this past week... and I know

others have been going through their

own things as well. I simply

can't do sadness, anxiety, stress anymore.

I realize this won't fix everything...

But can we all PLEASE take

a moment to think about what

we can let go of and

move on from, and how we

can allow ourselves and help each

other to just b-r-e-a-t-h-e, feel peace?

Here's a HUG for everyone here!!

that is commonly translated to ‘humanity’…

the belief that we are defined

by our compassion, kindness towards others.

Why is it Pixie's problem... when

Pixie wasn't involved in creating issue??

Quiet little fluttery me will always

make sure my friends are okay.

Hope everyone here feels seen and

heard in the most supportive way!!

Within the healing, there is hurting.

Within the hurting, there is healing.

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(edit to add: I appreciate the

messages... this post isn't about anyone

in particular, nor is it about

forgiveness. It's about choosing self-care.)

I use my walk I'm a...

(wrong answers only... respect rule two)

I am left depleted and quiet.

There's... yellow lemonade! pink lemonade! limeade!

strawberry lemonade! tea-lemonade! cherry limeade!

as well as fruit punch! watermelon

splash! sparkling cucumber water! And always

plenty of ice!! The price? ...an

act of kindness in your area.

Paths crossed way too late. All

time between then and now... lost.

How lovely life can be sometimes.

Paths eventually found, crossed... different... grateful.

Pixie's on stage beltin' out Gloria

by Laura Branigan... (need song link)

What's everyone choosing for song selection?

I call this: Haircut of Tears…

Pixie doesn't quite have a pixie

haircut... still bob length, PHEW!! But

not paying attention during haircut made

four inches become eleven!! Through some

frustrated tears I admit... it's my

own fault (too distracted by nonsense).

I feel today might just be

better than previous fourteen. Perhaps the

summer solstice played a part... Her

golden rays pushing out heavy darkness.