I love that sweet smell of decay that surrounds me in forests and woods. A kind of mulchy, deep, rich rot that has no connotation of death or ending, but rather of life and age. A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth.
understand the cycles..! its clearing, its understanding, its hits the center meridians leading to the core understanding. sensitizing the self connection and attuning the self with other selves. reaching out, broadness with loving arms and a breath of letting go of what you can’t control, because all things happen.. its strong and beautiful when you are you..why not follow you.. you are all, on this journey its your pattern connection.
Anonymous asked: Where did you get your silver necklace? It's brilliant!
i went treasure hunting in my moms drawers one day.. twas a gift from her past <3 thank you theres lots of yin energy within it
I’ll allow myself to be flawed. The illusion of perfection is an illusion anyway.
My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style
OceanBirthJourney to the center
Bare foot discomfort
Get used to this wave,
Splashing waters dampen my legs,
With the storm washing my hair,
Salt tightens my knots, strengthening while encouraging growth..perfumed body adorned arms eyes painted with coal.. Diving into fearlessness, emerging within an individual orbit gravity settling and comfort begins in an instant.