Hello my love. Close your eyes. Take three deep breaths, with long slow sighs on the exhale. With your eyes still closed, notice. What do you feel in your body? Is there a buzzy kinda vibration in your toes? A voice narrating or commenting on what you’re noticing? A part of you who is on… Continue reading Tuesday Love
Hello sweetness, It’s likely, because we’re all connected, this is going to come at the perfect time for you. How interesting, trusting universal, cosmic timing. It’s always just so. Just so. Breathe in. Linger in that breath, take it slow and easy, notice how it feels in your body. Breathe out, slow and easy. No… Continue reading Thursday Love
Hey love, how’s it going? i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you Every Monday for the past three and a half years I’ve show up to write a love letter to myself… and whomever else out there may be tuning in.… Continue reading Monday Love
Morning lover, I adore Mondays! (I know, weird) and I think a really big part of it is you. Showing up here in the spirit of love week after week fills me with such joy. That you all show up here with me, amplifies that feeling by like a hundred watts. So thank you. For… Continue reading Monday Love: Thank you
Hello beautiful, find your breath follow it’s path with curiosity and wonder one, two, three, four, five, appreciate your cells while you are there, for all they do for you. All they do, for you. No reasonable reason required, just because. A tickle or maybe a rumble begins kissing you awake, a little shy, a… Continue reading Monday Love
Heck yeah. As I write to you this morning, I’m holding my phone at arms distance, (it’s suddenly all blurry close up, a reminder that life is always changing), and writing crazy run on sentences, I’m thinking heck yeah! You rock. You my friend are freaking sexy. Just as you are, right here, right now. Nothing… Continue reading Monday Love
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, ‘This is what it is to be happy.’” —Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar Where do you go to feel good? Me, I head to the woods, or the ocean, jagged cliffs or soft sand—any of these will do. As will… Continue reading The Healing Power of Nature
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