Some days it's good to simply breathe, lay still and listen to my mind. Below all the chatter of my thoughts is my field of emotion, underneath that layer I find the truths. I believe I can do most things. My eyes sometimes sting from tears unshed, these are almost certainly, images of my own grace..........
I hope you think of me every time you feel air brush up against your skin, that moment of denial when you think I have gone, that it did not matter, because it did matter, it will always matter.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Crave the Peace that Yoga Brings...
Some days it's good to simply breathe, lay still and listen to my mind. Below all the chatter of my thoughts is my field of emotion, underneath that layer I find the truths. I believe I can do most things. My eyes sometimes sting from tears unshed, these are almost certainly, images of my own grace..........
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