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Solar deity, Sun Goddess. Worshipper of warmth, Giver of light. #writtenbysjana (at Kauai)
You are a giver. And that’s one of the best qualities someone could possess; you’re selfless, kind and nurturing. And that’s rare... Your soul is made out of diamond. But honey, how can you expect to give from your basket, if your basket is empty? You need to give to yourself, too; you need to give to yourself before you can give to anyone else. I’m not sure where the holes of your basket came from, but you can mend them. One stitch at a time. It won’t be easy, and you may have to get really creative, but I know you can fix this. For you have mended much more madness before. I’d give you my basket to use but mine is still a little faulty too. I’m still trying to repair the folds and patches. But I’m getting there... And that’s how I know you’ll get there too... 💫💜 #writtenbysjana I’m almost there fixing my basket thanks to yoga 🧘🏽♀️ #yoga #upwardbow #heartwideopen #wheelpose #oneleggedwheel #aloyoga (at Reutlingen)
Q: "What would you say to your five year old self?" A: I'd want to say something poetic and euphoric. I'd want it to be memorable and meaningful. But in reality, when it came down to it, I'd just want to tell her that she will have both good and bad days, and remind her that she will get through both. I think as a young girl I was guilty of setting these unrealistically high expectations of myself and my life and then being upset and disappointed when reality turned out differently. I'm STILL guilty of that, and i'd only be lying if I said otherwise. I wish I could tell her to stay away from certain people, but her and I both know she won't listen. Her and I both know she's stubborn and will want to figure things out on her own; learn her own lessons... Or never learn at all. I'd want to tell my five year old self about the biggest mistakes I've made and how she can avoid doing that to herself. But I haven't made any mistakes that haven't forced me to grow, transform or somewhat shape me in to the woman I am today. So why would I tell her to do any of it another way? I want to be able to tell her to find her passions and follow them, but i'd be better off just telling her that she doesn't need a burning passion and that she will be just as successful following her gut. Her cognition and intuition will always be a powerful force to be reconned with. To be honest, I think my five year old self had a better idea than I ever will. I don't think it's what I would say to my five year old self, but rather what would my five year old self say to me... #writtenbysjana One of the most relatable things I've ever read and I couldn't of put it better into words. (at New York, New York)
Do you ever look at someone, and wonder how many lifetimes you’ve known them for? How many times, and in how many ways you’ve fallen in love with them? How many little miracles have been shifted by fate in order for your souls to merge, over and over again? #writtenbysjana (at Venice, California)
“You were easy to fall for. Easy to love.” #writtenbysjana (at Kauai)
I’m suffocating on all the words I’ve left unsaid. Choking on the emotions I’ve refused myself the privilege to embody. Drowning in my own denial, because i’m too fearful of facing the rejection I know inevitably waits beyond the walls of this existence. I need to breathe. I need to vent. I need to marinate in the truth and perhaps accept a small defeat. For even though it feels as if I may just break, I will first find new ways to bend. #writtenbysjana
As humans we are constantly changing. Growing, altering, adapting. Our cells are continuously dying and regenerating. Physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, even on a subconscious level, we shed the parts of ourselves we no longer need, we burn, and then like a phoenix we are rebirthed from the ashes. From an evolutionary perspective, this is one of our greatest strengths and the reason we are such advanced creatures. But I think what’s more extraordinary is that we have the potential, the power, to take control of our own development and choose the way we contour and mould within these changes. We can choose to sit back, allow our minds and bodies to do the process all on their own. Or, we can intentionally step in to our conscious bodies and purposefully dictate, manifest, the outcomes we desire. And we can do this, simply by becoming more aware, more present and more open. Meditation, self care, self love, cultivating happiness & lightness of thought, practicing living with a lightness of heart, kindness, affection, curiosity, passion and playfulness. Where we invest our energy, change grows. And depending on what kind of energy we exude, we inadvertently control the way in which our life unfolds. #writtenbysjana Outfit: @aloyoga Pic: @jasonyokobosky (at Venice, California)
When i’m old, I hope my face is covered in laugh lines and wrinkles. Maps marking the story of my life. All the giggles, early summer mornings, the sleepless nights spent dancing barefoot beneath a sheet of stars, constant jet lag and a lifetime of adventure. I hope they mark my body; I hope I look weathered and worn. I hope I can wander until my knees buckle and my legs give out. I hope that every moment of this existence becomes a magnificent memory. I hope I live so fully, so unapolagetically and so honestly that there is not a single second I would want to change. A young and playful soul snuggled inside my creased and crinkled frame. #writtenbysjana
