I’m just a wandering soul, a friend, a teacher, a daydreamer, and a believer.
I will always love too much, feel too deep, and connect with souls I’ve just met on a deeper level. I refuse to change that or even feel a little bit bad about it.
In accepting, I release the struggle and float, therefore saving myself.
I accept the good and the bad because without the bad, how would I ever measure just how good the good is?
I will listen to my body, stretch when I need to, and feed my body healthy food. I will show myself love by taking care of my skin and getting the rest I need.
Now that I’m older I try to tell her to shut up and just be quiet, that I don’t have time for her.
I am choosing to forgive myself for letting someone convince me my work wasn’t good enough, not trusting myself.
We secretly try to improve, makeover or renovate everything and everyone we come in contact with, mostly subconsciously, but we still do it.
I am not sorry for my feelings, however trivial or deep they may be. I have a divine right to feel.