Grant your soul permission to be here, to feel everything. Navigate with your heart as compass, intuition as guide, soul as travel partner.
In our dreams, we follow P.J. Palacio’s advice: “When given the choice between being right or being kind, we will always choose kind.”
I choose to live in the unfolding... I see through my own conditioned responses: I disentangle. And I do so, broken open, as joyously as I can.
We learn that no amount of heartbreak will ever make us forget who the fuck we are, what we bring to the table, and just how amazing we all are.
The war is over or is it? Do I know you as a dirty innocent thing yet? A discarded soft child forgotten by your god? A picture frame made of wilted flowers?