The rules that have defined you keep you hostage in an adopted environment. Construed by the taste buds of the paper-shufflers.
No more. These circles can hold it all, and once you feel the magic, you’ll wonder how you ever survived without it. It is time.
Do you realize lately how important it is to pay attention to everything you are consuming? Which are the moments where you consume the lie?
We searched for the faces of our Greatest Grandmothers, those fissured and bony smiles cracking through moonbeam-lit clouds, beckoning us forward.
If you are trapped by this good girl ideal, know that she is not a real woman, but a caged hound. Know there is a way to be free, to reclaim who you are.