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Walking around in the warm humid air, as sweat trickled down my back, I took pictures for the blog and thanked God for the miracle and beauty of the butterfly.
Walking around in the warm humid air, as sweat trickled down my back, I took pictures for the blog and thanked God for the miracle and beauty of the butterfly.
Part two here. https://youtu.be/8lkLQ2jD42E We like to check the box. We quickly categorize. We think in black and white. Therefore, we also like to feel in black and white. Happy or sad. Angry or joyful. Disappointed or at peace. My education, training and professional experience have
In reality my life, especially the last few years, has had its fair share of disappointments.
I tried very hard to be a mother in the traditional sense, and yet it was not my dream to have.
The first defining part of my life story is one that makes people curious and sometimes left in awe.
I choose to meditate, color, journal, exercise, tap, take my supplements, drink water, write, get enough sleep, etc. because I want to be the happiest and healthiest version of myself.
Instead of our struggles leaving us empty bitter shells of who we once were, our permission to feel it all and to embrace the complicated grey helps us heal and leads us to the truth of who we are and
Mothering these monarchs the last month has meant more to me than words can express.