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I wish I could be more consistent on blogging, but it seems that trying to fit one more thing in is close to impossible at this moment in my life.
I have to say that I am feeling very confident in the direction that I'm going. As most of you know I've been in the fashion industry for at least 40 years. I have also written poetry for over 40 years. As much as I love both I never really understood the connection. In fact, I didn't think there was one. But, many months ago I was sitting with two extremely good friends of mine, Patty Kaufman, owner of It's U Photo, and Denise Germroth, Owner of Homespun Daycare. Patty asked what I was going to do with my writings. My response was, " I guess one day get them published or just leave them for my children." The more we spoke the more I was convinced that not only did I need to work on publishing, I also needed to reach out to others that have lived difficult lives and share with them how writing can free your soul. I had done a few workshops in my boutique, and had been doing quite a few one on one sessions, but Patty was right, I needed to take it a step further. As I worked on helping others clear the weeds form their soul I also continued to do my fashion thing on Poshmark along with having a few conversations with Amazon and other publishers. But once again I was feeling like I needed to focus on the writing or the fashion - I just couldn't see the connection. This is when I decided to turn it all over to God, and that is when visions of  T-shirts with sayings across the front were dancing in my head day and night. I started a notebook of sayings as they came to me, and I shared my vision with my family and close friends. I really felt convicted - this is what I'm suppose to do! So, needless to say the first Murraytalk T-shirt was born. It's a unisex T that reads, "Bent Not Broken" Those three words really mean something to me. I, like many others have experienced horrific things in our life. But, I have learned that those things didn't break me - they made me stronger and the person that I am proud to be today. I am though a little bent - you are who you are because of what you lived.                                    

" Sharing experiences widens one's horizons and opens out new and better ways to deal with difficulties. There is no need to solve them alone."
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Carolyn Murray

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