The Struggle is Real
It is a bird song filled morning. The sun is streaming through the leaves of the birch tree and the temperature is oh so perfect at 70 degrees. I’m sipping on my most favorite of morning drinks ~ a dark coffee with a splash of cream adorned with cinnamon, cardamon, and some local honey. My dog is lounging on her couch and I’m chilling on my bright turquoise adirondack surrounded by green plants on my little porch. The breeze is sampling its breath upon my cheek. And just minutes before, I was brushed by my lovers lips and my meditation cushion had her time with me. Life is full with so much beauty.
Here I sit.
Trying to figure (trivial) shit out.
She Just Let Go
The negativity was swirling around her.
She could feel the waves of emotions crashing into her with a surging force.
International yoga instructor, Shamanic Practitioner, life coach, and more!