My word for this year is gentle. Gentle is at the heart of my nature. The inherit path my soul takes. Gentle is something that I long for, and ultimately take strength from. Gentleness does not mean weakness. Gentleness does not mean being a push-over. Gentleness does not equal prudishness, ignorance, or feebleness. Being gentle… Continue reading My One Word is Gentle
Tag: Individualism
A Month of Positivity with #ProjectPositive
Image via Anastasia Amour I absolutely adored participating in September's #ProjectPositive challenge that the wonderful Anastasia Amour set up. I'm a generally positive person by nature, but finishing that simple sentence each day was a fantastic exercise in self-appreciation and it opened up some charming introspection. I'm almost bummed to see it come to an… Continue reading A Month of Positivity with #ProjectPositive
Poetic Inspirations : Summer Fading
Temporary Anemone Tattoo by oanabefort on Etsy So fades summer once more, memories turn with the earth yet etched upon my skin the season lingers like a perfect scent for all time. Through the fiery browning of Autumn, into the sharpness of Winter and the damp blooming of Spring, Summer shall remain a gentle kiss… Continue reading Poetic Inspirations : Summer Fading
Overthinking is Keeping Me from Achieving My Dreams
Image via Delightfully Tacky "What is keeping you from achieving your dreams right now?" What a question and as I mull it over, I feel an outpouring in my head. Reasons clutter and crowd, each vying to be heard and spilled out, and my heart begins to sink a bit under the weight of so… Continue reading Overthinking is Keeping Me from Achieving My Dreams
Happy Independence Day
Wherever you are in this grand World of ours, I hope that today you are able to celebrate your own, personal independence of thought and self and I hope that someday everyone is able to know and celebrate the freedom of personal human rights - even here in America a place that may be celebrating… Continue reading Happy Independence Day
Shine On
I feel like I'm no more than a small, sparkly bit of glitter floating through the air. A shiny little molt that shimmers in a stream of sunlight that comes through a dusty window pane. So many others sparkle too, and dance about the atmosphere, like the many, many stars up in the sky. Yet… Continue reading Shine On
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