Reaching for peace within, embracing the practice of self-love, this gives her the strength and courage to burst into bloom once again.
I daydream of meditating for hours. Laying or sitting in silence. My body comfortable and my mind clear. My reality is I am a super busy momma/wife/solopreneur/student. There are things to be done of which I must do. So, I micro-meditate.
I want to call my dad I want to call my dad on the phone I want to call my dad on the phone and tell him about
He was a simple man, his worldly belongings fit easily into two chairs of my badass minivan, consisting mostly of rocks, wood carvings, and feathers.
My hope for abundance hastened my judgement when I dug up