Denice Taylor Rinks
|My dream is to create Art & words that make a difference. Visit me at aestheticalclimate.com Campaign: Stamp Out Homelessness|
Dear Denice Taylor Rinks,
Hi there! Thank you so much for hitting a "like" on my posts. It adds up joy to my day. I really appreciate it, Ma'am. Thanks once again😊.
It's a balance of torment tossed back and forth until your numb
Not numb from the pain but just less sensitive to the misunderstandings
You find yourself questioning your value and purpose
How can it be that something that makes perfect sense can only be over looked as a piece of nonsense
Believe and you are saved
Simple truths will set you free
Love and pray
Leave this world with a better understanding of what it means to be human...what it means to be humane.
You, my dear friend,
It's a Friday again :D
Hope you're doing well and wish you a Happy weekend.
Your artwork as our newest paper brings a bold and beautiful dimension to letter writing, one that inspires!
Thank you for the inspiration of your work that intersects beauty and faith to a vision of humanity that truly stirs my soul. I can feel your art as much as see it.
I have no doubt millions of words will become lasting stories thanks to your spirit. You have a gift and it is now for all the world to enjoy.
You simply must write me all the words your heart desires!
Fill the page with love, loss, pain, triumph, emotions of your souls.
Release the fear, share the stories, let me know what fuels your dreams fires!
Fill the voids, patch up the minds holes.
Write me a song, poem, lyric, rhyme...
After you've finished, write me one more time!
Yo awesome human,
How you doing?
Hope things are all good over there.
Much love and regards,
In finding my purpose, I re-evaluate almost everything.
The journey seems to travel in circles.
Sometimes I'm dizzy from it and have to draw back my efforts.
But acceptance arrives and even though the answers are clear now, there is certain to be fog from time to time.
My beacon of light shines strong from above to guide me always!
I'm forever driven and forever molding into the vessel my soul longs to be.
Longing to make a difference,
Breath of life
Unconditional love and acceptance
Beautiful mind body and soul
These are just a few of the words I would use to describe my mom.
I can never repay nor thank you enough for all you have given me now and over the years we've been together as mother and daughter!
I love you forever mom!
Weekend Words of Wisdom
"Don't try to beat someone at their own game...
Don't try to fool them either...
They might know more than you do...
Then the jokes on you!"
I write so I can breathe.
I write so I can think.
I write for expression and from the heart.
I guess you could say I write for life!
Dear Denice Taylor Rinks,
Thank you for the impression, Ma'am. It means a lot coming from you.
With most respect and love,
Dear Denice Taylor Rinks,
Good evening Madam,
Thanks for your impression:)
With great respect,
You & your son Alex are a quite the Artists. Both of you impress me greatly with your work.
Thank you both for frequently viewing my social media profiles. It's nice to be noticed.
I hope my posts have a positive impact on the both of you.
Keep up the great work and may you & your lovely family have a blessed day!!!!
Sweet souls bear a burden so young, so weak, unknowing and afraid.
If we can remember how we all began, born from the womb of our mother.
How can anyone hurt without understanding, without remorse, with such selfishness?
I pray for such understanding, forgiveness and grace for those who strike down another so innocent.
Peace and love flow freely and cover the world with its warm heart!
I'll take the journey even though I'm reluctant.
I feel the pull of the universe inside of me.
But I don't feel I belong... anywhere.
Not that I'm trying to belong, but just that I notice it.
The differences, the judgements, the comparisons...
Not by me, but about me.
I'm destined to be here I know that.
The rest remains unknown...
I'm writing to let you know about something that's been a passion of mine since I can remember.
I've created a campaign called "Stamp Out Homelessness" here on lettrs!
I want to raise money and awareness by offering my original autograf along with one of my artful social stamps. You have a chance to help me make a difference with my art and words!
If you are reading this, please go to my fridge and click on the campaign button and donate. After I receive your request, I will also draw a special one-of-a-kind doodle just for you!
The money will be donated to shelters that help all kinds of humans who are without a safe place to live. I can't express how much this means to m...
It was March 8, 2001.
The moment was a long hard battle to reach. I had braved the elements that had been placed upon my body. Poisoning, viruses and finally chicken pox couldn't kill us.
It couldn't have been more rewarding when the nurse handed him to me! Even though he was giving me blood curdling screams, it was music to my ears and love at first site!
I don't know what I did to deserve my son, but I'll always call him the love of my life.
Time and space closes in
Voluntarily I fall helpless
Only God can give me the strength
I must go on reluctantly through this day
My hope quivering within me
Guide me, love me, give me grace
Before I vanish without a trace!
Beauty fades with each day break
Flaws form from rough edges brushing and crashing against time
Torn between youth and wisdom
Molded scars create a deepened understanding
From this life let there be grace
Forevermore we find the beast!
I put myself here in this place
I was so afraid and fearful of living
I was afraid of becoming a disgrace
But instead I've become something more horrific
My choices reveal their outcome
I can't hide from the fear anymore!
Happy mother's day to You Denice!
Knew that it is Alex's birthday today from Jen's Instagram.
Happy birthday to your son, Denice!
And on this woman's day, it's happy mother's day to You! Nice coincidence, don't you think?
And also many thanks for leaving your impressions on my letters. It feels like I am heard and I might not be wrong after all, when I see the notification that "Denice Taylor Rinks is impressed with your letter!"
Ps: after drafting this letter , I came to your fridge and saw it's Alex's 16th birthday.