Wake up late. Drink your coffee slow. Eat your breakfast. Read as many books as you can. Try to raise plants. Snuggle all of the animals. Love your people hard. Drink the water and do the exercising. Cultivate love. And try to live in the moment as much as possible. ✌️
This morning. Slow, easy, beautiful. Yet, frozen. I’ve been here before. Crawling through my skin. Uncomfortable with this moment. Growth. So much growth and so much beauty. Not enough. More than enough. Extremes. Black & white, there’s no room for gray here. Heavy heartbeats in my throat. Soft sheets & comfy pillows, my only hiding … More Some mornings.
What is the difference anyway? The burning sensation along my diaphragm. Sweaty palms. An empty space at the back of my throat. Vibration and ringing in the center of my ears. Breathe. Inhale. This is where I am. Exhale. Close my eyes. Inhale. I am here. Exhale. Open my eyes. I am here. The edge … More Breakdown or Breakthrough?
As I ran my tongue along the faint disappearing callus on my bottom lip, a sense of loneliness and nostalgia washed over me. I can almost smell you. I miss our sweet moments together. Our bond was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I could rely on you to catch me when I fell, but … More My first love.
Friends and Family, It has been a little while and I hope you are all well. First things first, thank you for reading this and sharing your thoughts about my writing. I am not exactly sure what this will evolve into, but I truly appreciate the love and support. This past weekend marked the halfway … More Transformation.
Oh how you are missed. Though I can feel you all around me, no matter where I go. I miss your kind spirit and warm laugh. You are in my mind and in my heart always. I search for you among the stars and in the vastness of the ocean. I realize now that this … More Thinking of you always.
I just finished the first weekend of Rasa Yoga Teacher Training and I am SO excited to share some of my thoughts with y’all. First things first, let’s back up to the week leading up to the training…. I am a MESS. I cannot stop thinking, “what in the hell am I doing? Am I … More How did I get here?