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Please support hand made Millet brooms before the Factory is gone for good! 🧹🧹🧹💕🧹🧹🧹⭐️🥰
Official website: Tumut Broom Factory
Source report: ABC report
I have placed a new page on my official blog (selfies are a good record of one’s state of mind) – which contain some of the pictures I’ve taken during the making of musical and film achievements – a general history, some definite nostalgia – there are many pics missing from earlier years, which I’ll add when I find them – but… this was a bit of fun for me, and has brought back so much memory, struggle, triumph, sadness, joy and generally experiences that I’ve treasured — comments are welcome; and questions too, if you feel inspired.
LINK TO: Gallery through the years
Sung with love, this was an incredibly challenging song to nail down – I hope you will hear the vocal effort, despite the very humble office recording circumstances…. One day, I sincerely hope to work in a proper studio again. For now, I will keep working on perfecting, strengthening and challenging myself to stretch into new pieces. And, may the planet choose and decide upon, Love.
~Jaya Khoobsurat, 5th December, 2015
CLICK HERE TO LISTEN: ‘Hero’ (Cover) sung by JK – Originally sung by Mariah Carey
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‘Hero’ – my latest effort – I dedicate this song to the Hero’s – those that speak the Truth, and tackle issues no-one wants to hear or know about. You know who you are… Love, always, Jaya Khoobsurat
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Like. Share. Awaken.
Act in the World to do good – as all Hero’s strive to do.
A medley of Pictures of Jaya’s artistic journey, through the years…. from 1995-2014 (19 years). Yes, a ‘selfie’ record. But hey…. its sure interesting to remember all the events and efforts and… sadness, battles, love, loss, joy and fun!
Continue reading “Selfie – through the years – a pictorial medley (1995-2014)”
Thinking quietly, the heart pulsing barely a beat, but still here…
grieved and bruised to deepest of blue.
The lingering sincerest of memories: the clean red dust, settled on hard-working hands,
brows and feet… from working fields.
Continue reading “Modern life hurts the tenderness of our hearts”