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The Gaslighters
I met up with an old friend today. As she walked towards me, her pure beauty inside and out still shone through. The long blonde hair, twinkly blue eyes, the button nose. She is the definition of the perfect “California girl”, though not from there. Yet, her smile hid something behind it. Was it Maturity? Battle scars? Wisdom? Or Resignation? She was young and full of optimism and enthusiasm when I first met her at Mosaic. A bubbly newlywed, at least I thought so. As we sat a

Olivia James
Aug 27, 20233 min read


My Big Shoe Bag
Hi there, it’s Olivia You might need to grab two mimosas for today’s Sunday Sips , because my thoughts are going deep this morning. I was pondering on the meaning of the word escape. And how it relates to my life. I mentioned that I have a gypsy nature and don’t like to stay in one place too long. But am I moving from one place to the next to get away from something or move toward something? Or both? I remember when I was a young girl, maybe 11 or 12 and going through the lo

Olivia James
Apr 16, 20233 min read
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