Comments for Larissa Davis https://larissadavis.com Create – Remember – Rise Tue, 01 Mar 2022 01:38:19 +0000 hourly 1 Comment on Sea Turtle Dreams by Larissa Davis https://larissadavis.com/sea-turtle-dreams/#comment-37296 Tue, 01 Mar 2022 01:38:19 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=4137#comment-37296 In reply to Swapnashastra.

So interesting! What does a shell mean to you?

]]> Comment on Sea Turtle Dreams by Swapnashastra https://larissadavis.com/sea-turtle-dreams/#comment-37286 Mon, 21 Feb 2022 05:19:16 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=4137#comment-37286 i saw tortoise without a shell. What does that mean?

]]> Comment on Clearing Clutter by Larissa Davis https://larissadavis.com/clearing-clutter/#comment-3577 Thu, 04 Jul 2019 13:33:02 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=13540#comment-3577 Lea, you are such an eloquent writer, and your story of items lost so thoughtlessly is heart-breaking. I am so happy thinking about your restoring all those lost bits of yourself!

]]> Comment on Clearing Clutter by Lea Vollmer https://larissadavis.com/clearing-clutter/#comment-3473 Sat, 29 Jun 2019 06:41:00 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=13540#comment-3473 I am so glad you found and kept those treasures from your past! That horse sketch is beautiful. I feel like a recovering artist myself – maybe not fully recovered yet, but at least on the way. I have one thing from my childhood – the only thing my parents kept and I treasure it. It’s a wind-up music box stuffed toy horse that plays the tune “Pony Boy” and moves its head around while it plays. I so wish my parents had let me keep things that meant something to me but since we moved a lot it seems like with every move more things disappeared – they didn’t ask, they just got rid of stuff they deemed unnecessary. I remember walking home from school one day and out in the middle of the street was a clown doll an aunt had made for me. I couldn’t imagine why it was there but since I was not allowed to go out in the street I stood on the sidewalk crying. I went home to get my Mom to go get it for me and she wouldn’t. She said I didn’t need it any more and she had thrown it away. I was crushed! Even my dog went to a new home while I was at school one day. I don’t think they ever realized how cruel that was to me. Over the years I have searched for the few things that meant the most to me – a Mr. Ed talking hand puppet, a Raggedy Ann doll, an orange haired troll doll (just found one recently!) and tea cups (reminders of my Grandmother). I was in a second hand store a year or so ago and found a wicker baby buggy like the one I had until I left home to get married. Since it was given away to someone in this area I’d like to think it’s the one I once had so I intend to clean it up and restore it. So maybe I’m more of an artist being restored. Collecting what bits and pieces I’ve lost of myself through no fault of my own. I like the idea of being restored – I’ve lost myself so long ago – I need to find myself again. Thank you for sharing your story – I’m glad I’m not the only one!

]]> Comment on Sea Turtle Dreams by Larissa Davis https://larissadavis.com/sea-turtle-dreams/#comment-1141 Wed, 04 Jul 2018 16:59:03 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=4137#comment-1141 A year later it is interesting to see how the turtle is still playing an active role in my soul journey.

]]> Comment on Eagle Dreams by Larissa Davis https://larissadavis.com/eagle-dreams/#comment-25 Thu, 31 Aug 2017 23:21:26 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=4304#comment-25 In reply to Bablofil.

I am glad you liked it!

]]> Comment on Eagle Dreams by Bablofil https://larissadavis.com/eagle-dreams/#comment-23 Tue, 18 Jul 2017 22:45:04 +0000 https://larissadavis.com/?p=4304#comment-23 Thanks, great article.

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