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Lifes full of bumps Pt.2
Between mountains & roads,I find myself less alone in these times.I fall in line with purpose but now more than ever; action–that took so hard to find. Running from things that will never help me seem to call my phone constantly having me in circles running back again. Life’s full…
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I’ve been transforming little by little
and not even realizing it. I’ve come to understand that the more you embody your true being and walk in line with your soul path, the more you understand about yourself and the universe around you. I find the personal truths I’ve been speaking lately have been flowing through me…
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I tried not to…
But I skipped a blog post yesterday. I just wasn’t feeling myself, ya know? I even got off work early because if I was given the burden of closing cashier, I probably would’ve fainted. Today I have a bit more strength to handle it so catch me here ’til 10:30.…
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Today’s beautiful, couldn’t you agree?
As I returned to my apartment at 9 am, a sharp beam of light laid itself across my floor from the window. The sun was here. Specks of golden dust floated in the air as if they were spreading the light just to brighten my day. This is my favorite…
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It’s been a little colder now,
And I can’t help but to feel myself surrounded by trees with lights and songs of joy. Maybe I’m just drowning in the depths of love—the warmth of my lover’s arms. I wish to give him the world; instead I can only wish it for myself and in return, give…