Children and youth ARE the future decision makers!

Imagine the delight of a child who receives a cheerful, bright orange,

In poverty-ridden; war- torn; natural disaster ground-zero zones or refugee camps!
Perhaps, for the first time in their lives!
Eyes opened wide in awe…
Deeply, inhaling the citric scent.
Licking the outer skin.
Sinking teeth into the thick skin of the orange.
Getting the first spritz of citrus nectar.
Chuckling as the first juices spurt, like silent fireworks.
Imagine the child’s joy when getting a mouthful of sweet, juicy flesh.
Imagine the child greedily gouging orange AND skin.
Imagine the child dripping, sticky and happy!
Brain nourished.
Hope is re-affirmed.
Imagine!”

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Farina Reinprecht

• Please do not judge me on a single post. Read my previous posts to know who I am. Now, that I am Awakened…

Gifts in Heartbreak, Gifts of Devastation, Gifts in Adversity.

“For decades, I searched for love.

I found love for a brief moment.

I tasted love to know what it feels like.

Pure bliss. Joy!

Then love brutally left me!

It took me 20 yrs to ReLease heartbreak.

Over time, I grudgingly Accepted the Gifts in Adversity.

I realized that the Lover I sought was always under my nose.

Within me!

I AM the lover I sought!

I AM LOVE ITSElf.”

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Farina Reinprecht

My Visual Art

#Fallen, #Broken? #Rise-up! #Persevere. #Paint. #Art Speaks!

#Human Right Violations

“There are the “usual” life adversities.Then we have human right violations or genocides of the mind and body; mass genocide of self esteem, self worth and confidence. Even though there is wisdom in forgiveness, untimely, insensitive or clumsy talk of forgiveness triggers instantaneous transference i.e. takes us right back to the moment or period of our ordeals. Platitudes or brush-offs “imprison” wounds. When a survivor attempts to express his or her experiences; wounds, simply say, I hear you. There is much power in this approach. For more…please see About on this blog.”

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Farina Reinprecht

I am a survivor of the South African Apartheid Regime. My reasons for online writing…

I am a survivor of the South African Apartheid Regime. I lived in hiding from 1976 till 1994, fearing arrest for an inter-racial marriage.

As a social advocate, speaker, writer and visual artist, I share my experiences and words on human challenges to enlighten; to offer validation and empowerment. I hope to inspire perseverance. For me, online writing is an ongoing dance. I share through words, visual art and poetry/the spoken word.

Visual Art, painting and my love for all things beautiful – landscapes, architecture, home design, fashion, and bling balances me. Gives me joy!

After much trials and tribulations, I am seeing GRACE at work in my life. I am humbled. I am grateful.

Angel – Art Speaks.

Paint, Take up the Brush, Trust, Paint like a Child, Artists on YouTube Offer Numerous Free Lessons, You Can Do It! Just Put Down Dark Colors First, then Light Colors. Leave Some White Areas for the Painting to Pop!
Your Eyes and Memory Stores Images. You Will be Pleasantly Surprised. The Mind is like the Internet. Even when Deleted, images Remain! Paint.

Gift of Love.

Gift of Love!

With love

I challenge feelings and thoughts.

As you do mine.

Receive my gifts as love

As I do yours.

Even when my words stir strong emotions.

Anger or rage

Resistance or resentment.

Know that I offer you love.

Spiritual evolution is HARD work.

It is a lifetime effort.

Both,  positive and negative experiences

Play important roles

For humanity to Awaken.

This is human evolution.

It takes a TEAM to get us to the goal post.

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God is the Engine AND the Driver. I am one of His instruments. Emotional pain is the fuel. My faith IS the POWER behind my words and efforts. As a human being, I get support and strength from humanity. Positive feedback keeps me writing. Thank you all. Blessings.

Survival

Survival

Battling the demon within.

Lured by fashion and style

Color and fabric

Vanity overtakes her.

Compliments stimulate her passion for style

Glitter and leather

Studded belts and beaded frocks

And denim with diamante stones.

Sexy, plat-form shoes to gain much needed inches

Awkward and hurting.

Aging.

Shrinking.

Yet, her thirst for height is an eternal quest.

Blinding herself with bling and more bling

To shut out global conflict

Human suffering.

Images of the starving haunts.

Guilt ridden.

Consumed by her love of all things beautiful

She drowns her sorrows and regrets.

Bling, Bling, Bling!

A guilty pleasure.

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