True Response Inner dialogues .In search of concrete answers.Solid solutions. – Grace y. Estevez – Reddy Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrPinterestWhatsAppEmailLike this:Like Loading... 22 thoughts on “True Response” Add yours The eternal conundrum, Grace. In my mind one answer leads to more questions. The fate of a writer, maybe? Loading... Reply That’s so interesting. Sometimes a different question can answer the last one. Thanks for sharing.💕 Loading... Reply The paradox of it all. Loading... Reply Yesss.💕 Loading... Reply Sometimes when we find the answer, it turns out to be not what we expected Loading... Reply Absolutely, my friend.💕 Loading... Reply 👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼 Loading... I picked cement gray for a color today… how’s that for concrete Grace! ❣️ ha i wish everything was that easy. nice haiku! 💗 Loading... Reply Thanks. I love cement gray. Nice choice, Cindy.💕 Loading... Reply Nice haiku! I’m picturing the dialogues by the embodiments of cement, water, sand, and gravel — the items that make up concrete. Loading... Reply Thanks so much.💕 Loading... Reply Sometimes I wish I could get a break from all the questions I have for me! Maybe if I’d find those concrete answers, I could! 💞💞💞 Loading... Reply 💕🙏💕 Loading... Reply Perfect duality to find true answers. I always love your sentiments, friend Grace. Loading... Reply Glad you liked it. Thanks so much, dear Lincoln.💕 Loading... Reply Inner dialogues throw solutions. Well thought haiku, Grace ❤️❤️ Loading... Reply Thank you so much, my friend.💕 Loading... Reply M pleasure 💖 Loading... Yes for sure! Loading... Reply 💕🙏💕 Loading... Reply thanks for the reminder, dear friend. i’ve been so accustomed to it giving me tasks that I forgot about its “True Response.” Loading... Reply I totally get it. Thank you so much.💕 Loading... Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply
The eternal conundrum, Grace. In my mind one answer leads to more questions. The fate of a writer, maybe? Loading... Reply
That’s so interesting. Sometimes a different question can answer the last one. Thanks for sharing.💕 Loading... Reply
I picked cement gray for a color today… how’s that for concrete Grace! ❣️ ha i wish everything was that easy. nice haiku! 💗 Loading... Reply
Nice haiku! I’m picturing the dialogues by the embodiments of cement, water, sand, and gravel — the items that make up concrete. Loading... Reply
Sometimes I wish I could get a break from all the questions I have for me! Maybe if I’d find those concrete answers, I could! 💞💞💞 Loading... Reply
thanks for the reminder, dear friend. i’ve been so accustomed to it giving me tasks that I forgot about its “True Response.” Loading... Reply
The eternal conundrum, Grace. In my mind one answer leads to more questions. The fate of a writer, maybe?
That’s so interesting. Sometimes a different question can answer the last one. Thanks for sharing.💕
The paradox of it all.
Yesss.💕
Sometimes when we find the answer, it turns out to be not what we expected
Absolutely, my friend.💕
👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
I picked cement gray for a color today… how’s that for concrete Grace! ❣️ ha i wish everything was that easy. nice haiku! 💗
Thanks. I love cement gray. Nice choice, Cindy.💕
Nice haiku! I’m picturing the dialogues by the embodiments of cement, water, sand, and gravel — the items that make up concrete.
Thanks so much.💕
Sometimes I wish I could get a break from all the questions I have for me! Maybe if I’d find those concrete answers, I could! 💞💞💞
💕🙏💕
Perfect duality to find true answers.
I always love your sentiments, friend Grace.
Glad you liked it. Thanks so much, dear Lincoln.💕
Inner dialogues throw solutions. Well thought haiku, Grace ❤️❤️
Thank you so much, my friend.💕
M pleasure 💖
Yes for sure!
💕🙏💕
thanks for the reminder, dear friend. i’ve been so accustomed to it giving me tasks that I forgot about its “True Response.”
I totally get it. Thank you so much.💕