Not of beauty, Not of ugly, Representing all of her surroundings, She grows in the wild, Moving in ways that move her. Yet her expression is wild, untamed, natural. As the wind blows, she responds, As the rain falls she is nourished, As the sun shines, she soaks it up, As life feeds on her, she heals. The beauty is within, Her story embedded deep within her petals, that will fall to earth one day, nourishing and harmonizing as one. #Empowerment #feminineenergy #introvert #l

This morning a feeling of loneliness washes over me. My first instinct is to think of something that makes me feel connected, but instead today I’m deciding to dive in. The air feels dense, it’s quiet. I sense nothing. No one in the house, no sign of life but my own. Am I connecting to myself becomes my first question. Well, apparently so, since I’m noticing this feeling in the first place. Where have I felt this before? Memories of feeling so alone when people were mean

It’s Tuesday night after 8:00pm, I’m drained, my eyes are burning from working all day, my lips are parched, my head buzzing, I’m tired and my teeth clenched. The wind is whipping outside, and all I can think of is sleep. But I’m so determined to write a blog once a week because I believe this practice of sharing our experiences is life changing for my, want to be hidden self, and for those who can relate. Am I alone? At this time, when the Covid-19 virus is on the lips and