I know what sand feels like when I’m standing on the beach. I want to live in the beach scene. I don’t want to live in the circus.

My Higher Self represents my connection with my heart. My Lower Self represents my fear as I compare myself to others. Both are necessary

In the past, so much of my inside voice was negative, warning and scared. I never had anything positive to say.

If I were to scooch right up to the TV and smoosh my eye against the TV screen, I can’t see anything and feel lost to what’s happening.

We're learning we are all connected. What more proof do we need than to examine our heartache for what is happening around us. It all hurts.

I’ve survived another wormhole in my life. Every July I relive the downward trend of my daughter’s life culminating in her loss in September

I’ve leaned over the edge and fallen into my heart. It happened without me realizing it. I feel so deeply and wonder if I fit in anymore

Surrendering is letting go of the pursuit to understand everything. Surrendering is about acceptance. Surrendering is inquiring with honesty

It’s my job to love you and to hold you as you discover you are worth every teardrop and every fearful Thought. You deserve the best.

A change in perspective Is refreshing as it’s so easy to get caught up In the humdrum of life.

I can feel the fingers of expectation pressing on my shoulders, I can hear the lists of to do’s being read out loud slowly

At first, my anger was messy. I wore it smeared in my sneers. Over the years, I found comfort with my anger knowing it is a fuel.

I release what doesn’t serve me, hold on to what does, and relax in the knowing I’ll recognize the difference.

One person at a time, people are living through incredible indignities, heartbreaks and losses. It’s the time of awakening.

We are in the great dismantling and recalibrating of our planet. It’s a global change and we’re living it. It’s not fun. It’s hard work

My awareness is a gift My intention is the rudder My breath is my fuel

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