Your being, your thoughts, your mind, your body, your spirit, your soul. You.
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Your being, your thoughts, your mind, your body, your spirit, your soul. You.
There are many women inside me. A garden. Rich with many flowers. Each one in bloom. Separate. But together they are whole. Both beautiful and complex. Wildflowers. That grow with reckless abandon. Taking root wherever they see fit. In perfect spontaneity. No intentions or expectations. Just present for presence sake. And roses. Beautiful and delicate. Armored, so it’s best not to get to close. Brave ones proceed with caution. Past the exterior is a softness. Where you can enjoy them without boundaries. Herbs. For nurturing and dependance. Here simply to serve. To give the ones they love the things they need. Without wanting anything in return… except to be needed and loved. And weeds. Hiding in the shadows. In the spaces that need tending. Where I’m too nervous to go so I pretend… Not to see. But those are the parts that are most free. The sacred lotus. Birthed within deep waters. Exasperatedly requiring a mess in order to grow. Experiencing many lives. A spiritual wonder in the midst. At home in the thick of it all. And seedlings. Of flowers unknown. Whose roots are planted. And purpose yet to be revealed. Waiting to flourish, To join the others in the wild.
Life is an echo. What you send out comes back. What you sow you reap. What you give you get. What you see in others exists in you.
Zig Ziglar
(via words-of-emotion)
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.” ~ Zora Neale Hurston. 2017 was a year of questions. All the questions. All the time.
I've spent lifetimes watering the seeds that others have planted.
I'm not sure where the magic has gone this season. I feel like this is just another page in this weird chapter of my life that I've been reading. So I turn to the babies. Gifts from God. To help me remember and light the way.Â
Daily Ordinary // Eighteen
1. Balance.Â
2. Trying to get comfortable with the ebbs and flows.Â
3. Some days I long for the freedom. Others for the security.
4. Vegan chipotle wraps.
5. Today felt really productive. Even though I didn’t get as much as I wanted done, I got a lot and it felt good.Â
6. Getting in the holiday spirit.Â
7. Philadelphia is such a beautiful city. I don’t take advantage of living in this place enough.
8. My body feels good today. Eating matters.Â
9. Not accepting the things I can change.Â
10. I want to write but the inspiration that hit earlier today is gone. Hopefully I can capture some of the magic once more.Â
A home should be full of warmth, soul, and life.
Daily Ordinary // Seventeen
1. I used to think I wrote to take a break from the real world. But I've learned that the real world is just a break from my writing. Always writing.
2. My diet has been trash and my body is acting accordingly. Vegan-ish has turned into barely vegan. Time to take a step back.
3. Mystic ✨
4. My body is tired. I can feel it in my bones.
5. The lessons. The lessons.
Writing Like Nobody’s Reading
Deep down, I’m nervous that I might not be able to do it. That I have so many words inside me to say but I’ll never be able to straighten them up, pull them together, and make them presentable for consumption. That, as hard as I try to sort through the mazes of my mind, the chambers of my heart, and the depths of my soul, I’ll find too much and not enough at the same time.
You’ve got to consistently do one thing at a time... otherwise you’ll never really get anywhere...
Tend your garden. Plant your seeds. Blossom love. Growth and light.
Bitten by the travel bug. I want to take them to see the world.
I like reading. And discovering. And learning. And listening. I like stories. Yours and mine too.Â
She called herself “a woman with a full life”.