Jun 11, 2013 | Embodiment, Mindfulness, Personal Growth, Poems
I am pretty klutzy and always have been. Growing up, my best friend’s mom was always ready for me to spill my milk at the table whenever I came over. I wasn’t the very last person to be chosen when it came time to pick teams at recess (elementary school)...
Jan 18, 2013 | Embodiment, Mindfulness, Personal Growth, Poems |
love is kindness to yourself when no one will approach your wounds so if you are ugly if you are messed up if you are disturbing open to the worst of you and you will open to everything...
