Because learning to love ourselves, truly, madly, deeply, can only begin when we truly meet ourselves as we are in the present moment. Not who we were when we were small, not who society tells us we must be and not who we wish we could be, but who we are, right now.
Oof. OOF. What a year. There’s so much swirling around in my brain and my heart and I’m not sure where to start. I always say that, don’t I (and hey look, I’m a poet and I don’t even know it). I’ve had many
Your challenge this week? To pick up one piece of litter and put it in the bin. That’s it. Hey look, I told you that these challenges really wouldn’t be hard. Yet I bet lots of you reading this won’t do it. And I can’t even
I’m going to be real with you. It’s not been the easiest to love where I live recently. My life has been a bit of a whirlwind over the last two months. There’s stuff I want to share but don’t feel it’s fair to, so