Bring it on
Maybe it’s the extra hour at night. Maybe it’s the warmer air. I’m happy. Content. Looking at the world with my rose colored glasses. Making a point to find the joy in each day. A conscious effort that is melting my hesitation and doubt away with every lost snow pile.
I have projects to work towards. Energy to gather.
I’m moving around more. Yoga, walking. The all important stretch. Eating more carefully. But oh…that sugar is a bitch!
Point is, I’m alive. My brain is creating space for the sun. Room to create. To live.
May all of us keep charging down this path. Fearless. Determined. Grateful for each beautiful day we are given to make a difference. To give love. And taking love in.
We got this,
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