A Nor’easter, a Canceled Ed Sheeran Concert, Doggy Time & a Finished Book

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  This was not how I expected the weekend to go. There was a Nor’easter rolling through Rye, New Hampshire . The wind was whipping sideways off the coast, the rain had settled in, and then came the notification: Ed Sheeran was canceled. Well. There went that plan. A Little About Rye If you’ve never been to Rye, it captures a beautiful stretch of New Hampshire’s very small but mighty Seacoast. The town has eight miles of coastline, the longest of any town in the state, with sandy beaches, rocky headlands, salt marshes and my favorite view toward the Isles of Shoals.  One of those special places is Awcomin Marsh , protected by the Southeast Land Trust of New Hampshire. And there’s history here, too. Odiorne Point was the site of the first permanent European settlement in what would become New Hampshire, established in 1623. Today, the area is home to Odiorne Point State Park and the Seacoast Science Center . Follow Route 1A along the coast, something I like to do on ...
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Grooving on a Sunday Afternoon…

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Back Roads of Southwest France

Much reflection on the back roads of Southwest France.

You never know what you might find.

One thing is for certain, the freedom.

Windows down. French music cranking. Nothing but wind through my hair and the sweet scent of early morning rain.

Heaven.




You Are Love

What is love but a blank canvas,
inventing what you lack?

An overwhelming delight
in the power of giving back.

A feeling of wholeness,
or what you can envision.

The beauty of a sunset,
or a moon that has risen.

The enchanted things
that one cannot see.

The wind whistling through
a cork oak tree.

Knowing your angels
are guiding you from afar.

The quiet joy
of embracing who you are.

Abandoning old ideas,
built through years of fear.

Reinventing your paradigm
until the “real” you appears.

Surrendering all you are
for what could possibly be.

The truth is in your essence,
once you find it, set it free.

jMf



Scenes Along the Way

A home with a sweet pet donkey
(loosely tethered with a rope, not tied, just enjoying the day)




Sunset in my backyard
talking on the phone with Lena (my sister) after a long drive


Bain Church, France



I’m off to Lisbon, Portugal, and Spain.

See you on the flip side.

Love & Light,
jMf


If this story resonated with you, you can explore more reflections on healing, growth, and faith in my book From Soil to Soul: Watered & Whole, available on Amazon.


If this resonated with you, I share more reflections on gut health, healing, and whole-person wellness at Forward ThinKer Wellness. Follow along or reach out directly at forwardthinkerwellness@gmail.com — I'd love to connect.

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  1. Cindy MurphyJanuary 2, 2022 at 10:23 AM

    So much beauty! I can see why you're inspired to write poetry. Just lovely.

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    1. Jackie FraryJanuary 2, 2022 at 11:25 AM

      Much peace and serenity indeed <3

      Thanks for following along! Xx

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