Connected to the wild, an intimate and raw me.Taunted, manipulated, abandoned, discarded no more.Out of red-hot ashes, my worthiness.A journey of the heart, no better time than now to leap and bound.Bringing me out of the dark, tones of a … Continue reading
I choose to be an observer. I hold more power when I listen. I choose to step in my power. It’s time to find out what waits for me when I do.
Mood this evening after an afternoon filled with sunshine and play…not many words exchanged out there today. Back in the nest, we cranked open all windows to bathe in the supreme light and early evening breeze. We do a lot … Continue reading
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