at others with new eyes.That flower you passed yesterday is not the same flower. However slight she has changed.
To see her with “old eyes”, to look at her through your mind, is to deny the flower & yourself of today’s beauty.
You, I, We … are the flowers ♥️
With every exhalation our body is given an invitation to let go. To surrender. To soften. To move into the feminine of allowing. Allow your exhalation to be long,
A Heart Full of gratitude is like a warm bowl of home-made soup for the soul. I felt these words pouring into my heart in my morning meditation. So
How often do we give or receive touch without intention or agenda?
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